I have read a number of Amanda Cabot’s books before and have loved them all. This one is special to my heart and it will be a book that I keep to reread repetitively, for a lot of reasons.
I, like Celia, love roses. Can you tell by my blog background and picture in the heading? No? What about the title? Or perhaps the quote? And I love Christmas. Nothing on my blog right now Christmas related (except this book, and it’s not all centered around the holiday either), but soon (check after Thanksgiving).
Anyway, I knew as soon as I saw the title I wanted to read this book. Roses at Christmastime in 1882? How is that possible? It is and Amanda made me a believer. I’m not going to give it away as I hate spoilers. You’ll just have to read it to believe it.
Celia Anderson doesn’t need anything for Christmas except a few more boarders, which are hard to come by in this small mining town. She certainly doesn’t have a husband on her Christmas wish list. But when a wandering carpenter finds lodging at her boarding house, she admits that she might remarry if she found the right man–the kind of man who would bring her roses for Christmas. It would take a miracle to get roses during a harsh Wyoming winter. But Christmas, after all, is the time for miracles . . .
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