“This time of year, the purple blooms were busy with life- not just the bees, but butterflies and ladybugs, skippers and emerald-toned… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Again, he had the urge to touch her. She was just... delicious to him. He couldn't understand it. He'd never felt so… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Isabel had always enjoyed a house full of people. 'Feed your friends, and their mouths will be too full to gossip,' Bubbie… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Isabel felt soft and yielding; her blouse felt soft. Everything about her seemed soft, and she smelled of dried flowers, rosemary, fresh… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Life could be very distracting, thought Isabel. And that was a good thing. It kept her from focusing on things that couldn't… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Antonio was fascinated by Isabel's razor-sharp knives from Japan. He made 'kia' sounds like a karate expert as he sliced the tomatoes… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Let's grab something for you from the kitchen, and then we'll go find Magnus." The "something" turned out to be a wedge… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Isabel was a surprise. There were depths to her he wanted to understand, and maybe, just maybe, she would let him. She… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Lately, she'd been waking up early every day, too excited to sleep. She was working on the biggest project she'd ever dared… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“When Tess had told him about the book project, she hadn't mentioned hostile women and swarms of bees. In fact, she'd characterized… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Grandfather, is it all right if we join you for a bit?" "Of course. Particularly since you've brought sustenance." He eyed the… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“The woman at the other end of the room stood unmoving, her posture a slender question mark, silhouetted against the light from… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“The last dress in the wardrobe was loosely wrapped in thin tissue paper that tore away at the slightest touch. Isabel was… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“She shrugged her shoulders, then shifted her attention to the hand-labeled glass jars of honey. "Which one do you want to use?"… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“They each took a plate and helped themselves to a feast that looked as if it had been prepared for a magazine… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“In contrast, Bella Vista was lush and seductive, the landscape filled with colors from deep-green to submerged-gold. Gardeners, construction workers and farm… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“When she returned to Bella Vista, she discovered Isabel in her manic-baking mode. The kitchen was filled with the aromas of butter,… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Setting out some honey shortbread cookies to go with the lemonade, she flashed on memories of her grandmother, offering refreshments to anyone… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“They basked in the sweet-scented breeze, and felt the sunshine warming their bare heads. Petals drifted from the gnarled apple and cherry trees, creating… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“This time of year, the purple blooms were busy with life- not just the bees, but butterflies and ladybugs, skippers and emerald-toned beetles, flitting… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Here, he felt like a stranger in a strange- and extremely seductive- land. In contrast to the places of his past, Bella Vista seemed… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
Teachers are by nature idealists, and they believe anything can be learned. — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Again, he had the urge to touch her. She was just... delicious to him. He couldn't understand it. He'd never felt so drawn to… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“There can be no fooling ourselves into thinking this is something other than what it is—the willful ejection of Molly from our nest. It’s… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“She caught herself working so hard at mothering that she forgot to enjoy her children. -from ~Homecoming Season~” — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“Already, Seattle is taking hold of her. She still holds Sedona in the dry tan of her skin and in her hair, but the… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“The time for falling in love was when you were emotionally available and free of cares, when it didn’t matter what time you came… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“In this life, I had all I ever wanted. Losing Erik was a sadness that knit itself into my soul, but that sadness was… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“I’m fat, okay? Getting rid of my braces and glasses is not going to change that.” “Stop it,” Camille said. God, why were teenagers… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“There is more real wealth in a pound of honey, or a load of manure for that matter, than all the currency in the… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
