
Hi Bookworms. I hope you all had a good holiday week. Though now it’s very sad to hear about the flood victims in Texas. I’ve been thinking of those caught in the disaster. I will keep posting some happy animal photos to help try to deal in hard times. This deer was right by me on the golf course this week. It was sitting in the shade near the cart path and didn’t seem bothered as our group of four golfers went by. Some of the deer on the course seem pretty tame, and this one just wanted a shady rest break.

This past week we had Stella’s 13th birthday, which I think for a big dog in human years is equivalent to around 91. She’s an amazing girl — still swimming on hot days — and likes to boss us around. We give her lots of love and she’s doing okay though her legs are a bit wobbly. She’s a big eater and would’ve eaten the whole pie we got for her, but we gave her just a sliver of a piece. It was banana cream pie from the Country Store here. She was happy about that.
Meanwhile, I will be away this coming week reffing the provincial tennis tournament up north of us. It’ll be long, hot days on the tennis court watching teenagers compete and viewing whether the ball was in or out of the lines. You might have seen a bit of Wimbledon going on, so it’s a bit similar but not exactly that level, lol. Speaking of sports, my husband and I plan to watch the Tour de France race via streaming this month (July 5-27). So it’ll be my July in Paris contribution. It’s amazing to see the cyclists ride over mountains and all the countryside they pass by. They’re phenomenal athletes.

And now here is a photo recap (above) of the books I finished in May (the bottom row) and the ones I finished in June (top row). They were all pretty good books and three of them were on my summer list: The Last Secret Agent, Broken Country, and Nesting. It’s a bit hard to pick my favorite out of these, various ones were strong, but I’m able to pick three that I think I liked less than the rest: Something to Look Forward to (short stories), First Lie Wins, and Stone Yard Devotional. The others were solid and held me throughout. And I was pleased to make it through the long, modern classic Ferrante’s Book 2. I’m pretty sure Ferrante must have kept a detailed notebook of everything she did and remembered in life from a young age, lol. It seems pretty autobiographical, but that’s just a guess since she wrote the books under a pseudonym.
*Also I got an email note back from author Flynn Berry that said her last two novels (Northern Spy and Trust Her) are a duology, so not a trilogy series. I had asked her whether her sister characters of Tessa and Miriam would continue, but sadly no. Still those novels were great.
And now here are a couple reviews of what I finished lately.
So Far Gone by Jess Walter / Harper / 272 pages / 2025

4 stars+. This was my first Jess Walter novel and it was a bit of a hoot … about an old codger named Rhys Kinnick, a retired environmental journalist, who’s been living off the grid for about seven years in a cabin in the woods north of Spokane … trying to fend off some hungry raccoons from taking his food. He’s been a bit estranged from his family ever since he sort of accidentally punched his son-in-law Shane during an argument over one of Shane’s ridiculous conspiracy theories.
But then Rhys’s grandkids Leah, 13, and Asher 8, come to his door saying their mom has taken off with a note to go to his house. But before he can get to know them too much, two goons arrive from Shane’s Army of the Lord militia, knocking out Rhys and taking the kids to a church compound in Idaho. Uh-oh.
Not to be out-done, Rhys stages a mission to get the kids back engaging the help of an old flame from the newspaper (Lucy); a manic retired police detective (Chuck); and a Native American friend named Brian. Rhys also later gets back in touch with his daughter Bethany about the kids and after spending time together they eventually resolve various issues they’ve had from long ago.
The plot is a ruckus, endearing funny thing, mainly because of luddite Rhys, the dialogue in it, and the offbeat partners he teams up with. He’s a good guy that comes to see the error of his ways of cutting off his family and tries to make amends to them. The novel speaks a bit to the divisions and political shenanigans happening in the U.S. And there was one passage in particular I noted:
As a journalist. As an American, as a rationalist, Kinnick had come to terms with the fact that 20 percent of his countrymen were greedy assholes. But then in 2016, the greedy assholes joined with the idiot assholes and the paranoid assholes in what turned out to be an unbeatable constituency. Kinnick realizing that the asshole ceiling was much higher than he’d thought, perhaps half the country. Whatever the number, it was more than he could bear. Especially when they were in his own family.
At some point, you look around, and think, I don’t belong here anymore. I don’t want to have anything to do with any of this.
It has some true aspects to it and I got some laughs out of the novel. Thanks to Jess Walter for making this lovable old-school character in Rhys Kinnick.
The Last Secret Agent: My Life as a Spy Behind Nazi Lines by Pippa LaTour with Jude Dobson / St. Martin’s / 304 pages / 2025

4+ stars. You got to love nonfiction books like this … authors who tell of their remarkable secret lives when they’re 102 years old … right before they pass away. Pippa LaTour did this. She was living in New Zealand ready to go quietly into the dark night, but then her kids found out on the internet that she (Phyllis then) might have been someone back in WWII. Oh yeah she was. So Pippa finally decided to come clean and tell her story.
She was born in South Africa in 1921. Her parents died early on, and she was left with her father’s cousin in the Belgian Congo. Then she was sent to boarding school in Kenya, later France, and then onto England in 1939 at age 18, where she joined the Women’s Auxiliary Air Force (WAAF). Since she was fluent in various languages she was recruited to be a British agent in the (SOE), who came to work as a radio operator in France giving secret info about German troops to her British superiors.
All this is laid out in her book. And Pippa tells it like it is. I was most curious how she trained to be a paratrooper and secretly parachuted into Orne, Normandy in May 1944. Once there, she assumed the role of a Paris schoolgirl selling soap, a disguise that allowed her to move between various hidden radio sets. She was questioned by the Nazis several times — and even apparently was raped before the perpetrator was shot by another German soldier — but she was never found out in relaying 135 coded messages to SOE headquarters in London.
During that year of war, she witnessed various executions and saw many dead bodies and was traumatized and exhausted by the end. After the war, she never visited France again and moved to Africa and later Auckland, New Zealand to live, where she never told her husband of her WWII service, and her kids only found out late in life.
Her book is quite a candid, courageous account. It’s jumps around a bit and moves quickly, not going into too much depth. Still the danger behind enemy lines felt imminent and I was on my toes with Pippa’s story. I listened to the audiobook narrated superbly by Jilly Bond.
That’s all for now. What about you — have you read any of these pictured and if so, what did you think?














































