Virginia Johnson

A WWI veteran with a young family, Ira bought a sixty-acre farm in the rural community of Harlan Michigan just ninety days before the October 1929 stock market crash and its ensuing financial crisis. He fashioned a living with a team of horses and a never-give-up work ethic on land his wife often called "sand banks" when a harvest failed. This memoir covers a thirty-year span of farming through the eyes of Ira's daughter who went from a bare-footed carefree girl to a "hired hand" when her older brother joined the Navy in 1942. She drove horses, hauled hay, picked up stones, bagged milkweed pods and a myriad of other tasks. For senior citizens it may bring back childhood memories. Young readers will perhaps experience a tinge of fantasy or a scene from TV's Walton family. An easy read about rural farm life in the thirties and forties

A garden is more than the sum of its parts—a garden can be anything one wants it to be. What’s important is that it have a heart. Through ethereal illustrations, textile designer and artist Virginia Johnson takes the reader on her own garden journey, from blank slate to dreamscape. Over the years, she has transformed a small, narrow city lot into a garden that is personal, carefree, wild, and welcoming. It all began with a fence to allow her children to play freely but safely, and over the years has turned into a city-dweller’s “secret garden.” Hornbeams, with their elegant shape, are the heroes of her garden, and the overall palette reflects an artist’s lens—peonies, hollyhocks, roses, and hydrangeas abound. Johnson explains her process with ease and clarity, bringing her ideas to life through words and illustrations so that readers can be encouraged and empowered to start their own garden journeys. The book is organized into clear chapters—Trees & Shrubs; Vines; Flowers; Seasons; Edibles; and more.

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Girl meets Boy.Girl falls in love with Boy.Boy uses Girl.Boy pissed off the wrong Girl.Girl gets revenge.Aspen Young is a girl with a past and an inner demon to feed. Ethan West has been a playboy since his first wet dream but nothing could prepare him for Aspen. One girl, three different men with three different reasons to die.They will pay for the mistakes that they made and Aspen will collect... when she is ready. Tracy created a monster. Preston follows no rules. Ethan is pissed off and ready to fight.She had a plan, she had the weapon, she ended the life of the man that ruined her and she thought the nightmare was in her past...she was wrong.

Wrath of Rosaline "Romeo and Juliet" Star crossed lovers, brought together by fate and torn apart by family? What if there was more to the story? What if everything that happened to Romeo and Juliet was not only tragic but planned? Rosaline was quickly discarded but her wrath changed everything. Neveah "Welcome to Neveah." Heaven isn't beyond the pearly gates. Not a judged entrance or an earned escape. Heaven is a girl and she is pissed. Lucas chose to forget. Forced the memory of his drunken years so deep that there was only one person that remembered. Only she could resurrect the sins of his past and hold him accountable for the the life that was so carelessly tossed away. Gracie. Blind Capture Dolls are to be kept, cared for and groomed. My job wasn't that easy. I was groomed. I was kept. I was cared for. I was lied to and the truth set me free."Love doesn't die; people do"After years of captivity, the only thing I wanted to do was escape. What I didn't expect was to find others like me but never Jennifer. Her blood was the cure for my internet love and I was willing to kill anyone in my way - so I did.

Fear the present and learn from the past.Jane died her ninety-seventh death while being contained in the biodome. The will to survive was stripped by the hands of the only person capable of protecting her. With death at every nightfall and unanswered pleas, Jane thought she knew what she wanted...Until now.John was granted his request, "Give me something to live for." A future that he didn't realize could exist was held in his hands and died with what remained of his defiance.For the first time since his arrival, he is willing to make a choice. The secrets that were hidden within the dome are now ready to test Jane's mentality and John's endurance. Containment was easy; Acceptance can destroy them. Neither are prepared for what they will find deep within the code of the biodome.Step into book 2 of this sci-fi thriller and uncover the secrets hidden in plain sight.

Darkness welcomes me as I embrace the choices that I have made. With fire in my eyes and revenge having already condemned my soul, Salem has created a demon. Born from the ashes and convicted with no sin, I was forced to reign in the underworld while I waited for the right time to avenge my wrongful death. The cost was of no concern, until I met my match in a ghost, 300 years later. He had one job; collect the soul and release it to me. That's it.Timothy carried his own past into the dark side. With a conscience and a fondness for humans, I questioned his loyalty as I protected my secret. Being forced to collect a soul in a human form, I was already at a disadvantage and I didn't want to admit that I needed his help.Emotionally charged and the risk of humanity regaining its control over my tie to Hell, I was running out of time. The secrets that I buried were my weakness and Timothy was more than prepared to destroy me with anything that he could uncover. He had the ability, the strength and the time to do it. What he didn't have was the one thing that would fix everything he's been chasing... my blood.

In this irresistible marriage of watercolorist’s sketchbook and traveler’s guide, Virginia Johnson lovingly captures the magic of one of the world’s most storied regions, the French Riviera. We walk the Promenade des Anglais in Nice. Shop for handmade sandals at Rondini in Saint-Tropez. Visit the Madoura workshop in Antibes, where Picasso discovered his genius for pottery. Meet legendary characters like Pierre Gruneberg, a swimming instructor who taught Jean Cocteau, Brigitte Bardot, Paul McCartney, and many others. Saturated with the limpid colors of sea and sun, the dazzling greens of verdant gardens, and the rose and ochre of sunbaked villas and joyous with paisleys and blue-striped sailor’s shirts and the riotous look of a patisserie window filled with confections, Travels Through the French Riviera is a gift book of visual wonder, the souvenir every Francophile will want. But it is also a quirky yet singularly useful travel guide, whether showing how to order coffee like a local, plan a beach day at Menton, or hike the Cap Ferrat peninsula or where to taste the best ice cream in Antibes (at Amarena—try the mint).

***warning***This is for entertainment purposes only This book is not to provide you with anything other than a realization that 99 pennies are going to be needed to make up for this purchase. You have been warned. Good news? it is on KDP so you don't have to feel like you made bad choices. You will, however, learn to say the word cock in 40 languages. YAY This book contains adult content. It is not, at all, something that should be read by children - unless you are a bad parent and want your youngsters to learn about anatomy from someone like me. Good Luck with that This book is a cocky take on the word cock. It is a word that is generally used to describe a part of a man's body. The part that has the ability to overthrow the king of the body (brain) and make bad decisions. It is also the perfect word to describe disgust towards someone. You can decide how to use it in your own day to day, but remember - THIS IS NOT AN ACCURATE EDUCATIONAL TOOL. There may be some inaccuracies... No, there are going to be inaccuracies.

"You don't have to say goodbye, but it's easier if you do." Being a vampire was supposed to be easy. Hunting, feeding and preying on the weak are the simple ways to survive in a world of chaos and evil. The hard part was something Drake had avoided for centuries, alone. Having a seer meant responsibility and protecting her. In a world where being selfish was acceptable, he was forced to protect a stranger. His stranger. Emma had hopes and dreams; ones that never included a head-on collision with a swerving semi. Her fears had controlled her life, never once breaking or allowing relief. Accepting her fate as a ghost, Emma thrived on fear and curiosity. Coming face to face with Drake was the one thing she could've lived hundreds of years without, but he had other plans; ones that were bigger than both of them and it was time to say goodbye to everything she wanted. Seeing for the undead was enlightening, being torn away from him was catastrophic. She made her deal with her Devil and nothing was getting in her way. Except one...

***WARNING*** This book is intended for mature audiences. When I say mature, I mean those that are capable of deciphering the difference between sarcasm and offensive. This book is no different than the rest of the series. You will barely learn anything from the quality of his book. If you are lucky, you might actually laugh - proving that you are not the b*tch that inspired this book. *no real person exists and if you believe they do - read the copyright* B*TCH is a pretty universal word. It is used in its English translation more than any other 'BAD WORD' that I have written, yet. If you will learn anything from the 40+ translations in this book, DO NOT, under any circumstance, call a woman a B*TCH in Dutch. Apparently, if you value your face and hair you will take that advice Also, do not expect to gain much educational value. It is intended to be sarcastic, humorous and a waste of 15 or-so minutes. ENJOY

STRONG LANGUAGE Not intended for underage viewers Adult supervision is advised ***This book is a sarcastic educational and (probably) inaccurate reference guide ONLY *** It is not intended to provide you with any sort of value or brain power. Actually, I can almost guarantee you that it will do the exact opposite. If you spent the whole 99 pennies on this book, remember that I am not to blame. I didn't hit 'one-click' - YOU DID. Ok, carry on. We all know that person. The one that prances around like Adonis but has the personality of Satan? The person that no matter how many times you try to excuse yourself, they keep talking about themselves in the 3rd person cause their anus tightened up with their KLOOTZAK? (see Dutch translation) You know exactly the kind of person I am talking about. That person was my inspiration for this book, ASSH*LE. With nothing more than an urge to throat punch someone and a bank account that says, "You can't afford bail," I decided that I needed to know how to properly label an assh*le in public without major confrontation. Don't get me wrong, someone is going to know what you are saying. Use these translations at your own risk. I am not responsible. DO YOU HEAR ME... I am not responsible for the whooping that you may or may not receive when using these words. Keep in mind, the person in question probably already knows that they are an ASSH*LE. With that warning, I give you 40 new languages and a little sarcasm in regards to the word ASSH*LE.

"Every choice you make will have an effect on your future." If your life is mapped out for you, what happens when you unknowingly change your path? The holidays are a time to make memories, while Alexis tries to forget the prior year and the devastation that followed her last Christmas. One year later, Alexis is forced to make a choice, but every choice changes the future. With every decision, everything that Alexis has ever know comes crashing down in a whirlwind of romance, lust and the unknown. The small imbalance sends Alexis through realities that she may not be strong enough to survive, without Travis. When the past begins to repeat itself, Alexis does what she has never done before; she creates a Christmas effect.

He needed her for strength. She needed him to survive. Every person believes they will go to heaven. You spend your life going to church, obeying the rules and doing the right thing in hopes that a higher power grants you access through the pearly gates. The other option is Hell, or so we thought. After her death, Ashley waited for the bright light that never came or the dark cloud that evaded her. What she didn't expect was Thaddeus. Her choice was made and the link was something they never expected. Being a ghost was hard enough, but being linked to a vampire that cannot keep himself out of trouble was proving to be more difficult than either of them expected. As Ashley's visions become increasingly more graphic, she is forced to watch herself do bad things to good people while Thaddeus is blind to her murderous spree. When the lines blur and he gets a peek in to her premonitions, Ashley is at risk of losing more than just her life. She could lose everything, including her vampire.

"Blinking would bring a moment of darkness that I couldn't afford.""Darkness shadows those that are marked, but the light of a soul may be stronger than the depths of the Never." I was sent to collect what was rightfully mine and I owned her life until the claiming. Avery belonged to me as many of the marks before her. She fought harder than the others, stayed stronger through the fear and she made herself an easy target for both sides. What I didn't expect was the need to protect her.Her soul had been claimed by the devil, himself. My job was to collect it; reap it with her last breath. The other side shouldn't have interfered because they made this personal. Finding her was never an issue. Killing her was always the plan. Losing her was no longer an option.

"Blinking would bring a moment of darkness that I couldn't afford.""Darkness shadows those that are marked, but the light of a soul may be stronger than the depths of the Never."I was sent to collect what was rightfully mine and I owned her life until the claiming. Avery belonged to me as many of the marks before her. She fought harder than the others, stayed stronger through the fear and she made herself an easy target for both sides. What I didn't expect was the need to protect her.Her soul had been claimed by the devil, himself. My job was to collect it; reap it with her last breath. The other side shouldn't have interfered because they made this personal.Killing her was ALWAYS the plan.Finding her was NEVER an issue.Losing her was no longer an option.