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Source: Marching Through Georgia: The Story of Soldiers and Civilians During Sherman's Campaign – An Engrossing Military History from Buzzard Roost Gap to Savannah

“Isaac took a long swig from the unmarked bottle. He'd tasted her cider before, but this bottle was completely different, yet just as wonderful. The apple was more prominent, yet not sweet, almost funky but in a good, blue-cheese way. He held the bottle up to the light and could see the sediment swirling in the bottom. "This is amazing- so different from the other one." Sanna grinned. "You really like Olive? I wasn't sure when I blended it. Not everyone likes the murkiness." "Olive?" Sanna leaned against the counter, putting her weight on her wrist as she studied him for a long moment, her eyes squinting. She took a long drink from her own bottle. "I see colors when I make ciders. I can't explain it. Each juice has its own hue. That's what those paintings represent." She pointed at the watercolors over the fireplace. "A new color comes to me, and I blend the juices until I can re-create it in the flavor. And this one is Olive." "You color-code your ciders?" He struggled to understand what she was telling him. "No." She reached across the counter and pulled her journal toward her. She opened it and handed it to Isaac. As she sipped her cider, he studied the page, then the next page, then the next. On each was a swatch of layered color, all wildly different from one another- reds, greens, teals, colors he didn't really have names for. Next to the colors were measurements, apple varieties, percentages, and flavor notes. Scribbles filled the margins and equations contained both numbers and words. Things like sugars and acidity were measured and tested. It was part recipe book, part coloring book, and part wine label, with a hint of spell book. Looking at it was like opening a tiny door into the back of her head. She saw things that no one else did, an imaginary world of cider only she could see. "You can see the color in your head?" "It's the easiest way to explain it. A color pops into my head, and I know what it will taste like. When I blend the different raw ciders together, I know I have it right when it matches what I've imagined.”

Gifted Journal Magical Realism Colors Flavors Cider Apple Cider Olive

Author:Amy E. Reichert

Source: The Simplicity of Cider

“Isaac Watts, of course, is a hymn writer in the tradition of Congregationalism who lived in the seventeenth and early eighteenth century. He is very interesting and important because he was also a metaphysician. He knew a great deal about what was, for him, contemporary science. He was very much influenced by Isaac Newton, for example. There are planets and meteors and so on showing up in his hymns very often. But, again, the scale of his religious imagination corresponds to a very generously scaled scientific imagination.”

Important Courses Imagination Religious Interesting Deals Century Example Planets Tradition Scales Contemporary Very Interesting Newton Hymns Showing Up Isaac Meteors

Author:Marilynne Robinson

“Isabel and Alma Trumbo are the sisters who reside in the brick rambler on Church Street. They are a bit, uh, different and unorthodox. Borderline eccentric, some of the townies say, especially Alma.” “What do the borderline eccentric sisters Isabel and Alma know about solving a murder case?” Dwight gave it a moment’s reflection. “They could probably write a book about it.”

Small Town Senior Citizen Traditional Whodunit

Author:Ed Lynskey

Source: Fowl Play

“ISABEL.- Castilla es como esas viejas leonas que se duermen con un grano de incienso entre sus zarpas. Lo huele y se consuela de tantos sinsabores, de tanto día doliente...".”

Vida Dolor Consuelo Incienso

Author:Antonio Gala

Source: Si las piedras hablaran

“Isabel felt soft and yielding; her blouse felt soft. Everything about her seemed soft, and she smelled of dried flowers, rosemary, fresh baked bread. This whole kitchen seemed alive with a peculiar energy; in the old fixtures and furniture, Tess sensed a place where cooking and eating had happened for decades, where people gathered to sample life's sweetest pleasures.”

Kitchen Scents Soft Isabel Johansen Tess And Isabel

Author:Susan Wiggs

Source: The Apple Orchard

“Isabel had always enjoyed a house full of people. 'Feed your friends, and their mouths will be too full to gossip,' Bubbie used to say. 'Feed your enemies, and they'll become your friends.' Throughout Isabel's childhood, the Johansen household had been full of people coming over, sitting down for a glass of wine or a slice of pie, staying up late, talking and laughing. Bubbie and Grandfather had been determined that she should never feel like an orphan. Except that, despite their efforts, sometimes she had. It wasn't their fault, she reflected as she placed wedges of quiche on plates. There was just something inside her- an urge, a yearning- that made her long to be someone's daughter, not the granddaughter. She never said so, though, not aloud. Yet somehow, they heard her. Somehow, they knew. Perhaps, in the aftermath of Bubbie's final illness and passing, that was why Isabel had become so bound to Bella Vista. Now she couldn't imagine being anywhere else. Her heart resided here, her soul. She still loved having people over, creating beautiful food, watching the passing of the seasons. Even now, with all the trouble afoot and secrets being revealed like the layers of a peeled onion, she found the rhythm of the kitchen soothing.”

Hospitality Granddaughter Isabel Johansen Rootedness Bubbie Magnus And Eva

Author:Susan Wiggs

Source: The Apple Orchard

“Isabel had gone silent in a way that shouted the silence to me.”

Way Silence Gone Silent

Author:Maggie Stiefvater

Source: Shiver Series (Shiver, Linger, Forever, Sinner)

“Isabel had seen it happen to geniuses at her own high school, at Yale, and at NASA. Their talent for problem-solving brought them attention, and to some, that felt like love. So they threw themselves into their careers, leading more and more solitary lives, and taking on bigger and bigger professional challenges until--on the other side of that breakthrough--there was no one waiting for them to come back home. The love they had poured into their work, expecting it to boomerang back, never came back.”

Love Relationships Work Careers Balance Friendships

Author:Madeleine Henry

Source: The Love Proof

“Isabel," he went on suddenly, "I wish it were over for you." She answered nothing; she had burst into sobs; she remained so, with her buried face. He lay silent, listening to her sobs; at last he gave a long groan.”

Sad Ending Henry James Over The Portrait Of A Lady

Author:Henry James

Source: The Portrait of a Lady

“Isabel observed an etiquette of the telephone: a call before eight in the morning was an emergency; between eight and nine it was an intrusion; thereafter calls could be made until ten in the evening, although anything after nine-thirty required an apology for the disturbance. After ten one was into emergency time again.”

Calls Telephone Calls Telephone Etiquette

Author:Alexander McCall Smith

Source: The Sunday Philosophy Club

“Isabel s’illudeva di credere che Ralph avesse parlato per astio. Per lei era tanto più facile credere così in quanto, come ho detto, aveva ora poca emozione libera e disponibile per i minori bisogni, e accettava come un caso, in effetti proprio come un ornamento, della sua sorte, l’idea che preferire Gilbert Osmond così come lei aveva fatto voleva dire di necessità rompere tutti gli altri legami. Di questa preferenza gustava le dolcezze, e attraverso queste giungeva con un terrore quasi sacro ad acquistar coscienza dell’onda malefica e priva di rimorsi dell’essere affascinati e posseduti, grande quanto l’onore tradizionale e il supposto stato di grazia dell’essere innamorati. Era la parte tragica della felicità; il proprio bene è sempre stato fatto del male degli altri.”

Amore Henry James Felicità Ritratto Di Signora

Author:Henry James

Source: The Portrait of a Lady

“Isabel’s indelible absence is now an organ in our bodies whose sole function is a continuous secretion of sorrow.”

Sorrow Absence Absence Of You

Author:Aleksandar Hemon

Source: The Book of My Lives

“Isabel sends her brother a look that could boil him in oil if she had that particular paranormal talent. A thought hits me: maybe she has. It will be fun to find out.”

Ifs Looks Fun Talent Particular Brother Oil Paranormal

Author:Marianne Curley

Source: The Named: New Rejacketed

“Isabel was a surprise. There were depths to her he wanted to understand, and maybe, just maybe, she would let him. She was skittish, though, not exactly distrustful, but protective of herself. At the mountaintop, she'd given him a glimpse of that girl she'd been, growing up in a lush and sheltered place. At the hot springs, he'd had a glimpse of her that was going to haunt his dreams. Yes, he'd looked. Of course he'd looked. He was only human. Under that long, printed dress, which she seemed to wear as body armor, was a figure that nearly made him groan aloud, just remembering.”

Isabel Johansen Isabel And Cormac

Author:Susan Wiggs

Source: The Beekeeper's Ball

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