| Author: | Sarah Dawson Rodgers | ISBN: | 9781503561984 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US | Publication: | April 17, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sarah Dawson Rodgers |
| ISBN: | 9781503561984 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US |
| Publication: | April 17, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US |
| Language: | English |
Ellen Rosemary Woolcote never could have guessed that buying a 200 year old bonnet in a charity shop in Kent, England, would change her life forever, and re-arrange her family tree. This is what happens in the historical fantasy, Editing My Ancestors, that will appeal to all age groups. Ellen tells of her adventures, often accompanied with her Wooly pet Lambie-Pie, in an easy conversational style, full of wit and candor. I never knew what Id find in a charity shop. I spotted a dead looking thing stuck in the dusty corner of the bottom shelf. The elderly volunteer, with watery blue eyes that matched her blue hair, exclaimed I say there my dear, look at the prize youve found! I discovered the name Elizabeth Schooner neatly cross-stitched in the old bonnet, along with several auburn hairs. I set out to discover who Elizabeth Schooner had been 200 years agoI start keeping a notebook of my findingsI wear the bonnet for inspiration as a make my notesI begin to notice gas lamps outside my hotel, that Id never noticed beforesounds of horses hooves on cobblestone , and three masted sailing ships outside my window, in the English Channel. The hat seems to be transferring me back to 1805...I meet and fall in love with Daniel Woolcote. There is one problem, that only I know. He is my Great, Great Grandfather. If I should marry him, three generation of my family would never be born.
Ellen Rosemary Woolcote never could have guessed that buying a 200 year old bonnet in a charity shop in Kent, England, would change her life forever, and re-arrange her family tree. This is what happens in the historical fantasy, Editing My Ancestors, that will appeal to all age groups. Ellen tells of her adventures, often accompanied with her Wooly pet Lambie-Pie, in an easy conversational style, full of wit and candor. I never knew what Id find in a charity shop. I spotted a dead looking thing stuck in the dusty corner of the bottom shelf. The elderly volunteer, with watery blue eyes that matched her blue hair, exclaimed I say there my dear, look at the prize youve found! I discovered the name Elizabeth Schooner neatly cross-stitched in the old bonnet, along with several auburn hairs. I set out to discover who Elizabeth Schooner had been 200 years agoI start keeping a notebook of my findingsI wear the bonnet for inspiration as a make my notesI begin to notice gas lamps outside my hotel, that Id never noticed beforesounds of horses hooves on cobblestone , and three masted sailing ships outside my window, in the English Channel. The hat seems to be transferring me back to 1805...I meet and fall in love with Daniel Woolcote. There is one problem, that only I know. He is my Great, Great Grandfather. If I should marry him, three generation of my family would never be born.
