Far Above Rubies Blog Tour

Upstairs in the front bedroom that overlooked the cobbled streets below, one could usually find Louisa singing to, nursing, and rocking her babies. It didn’t matter where they lived–she always made sure she had her trusty rocking chair so her little ones could look into her vivid blue eyes while snuggling into her warm, welcoming lap of safety and love. In the springtime she could watch her older children playing on the cool grass, looking for wood violets, or picking up milk churns beneath the lilac bushes while the neighbor’s dog barked from behind the gate Summertime brought streets so thick with dust one could hardly hear the clattering hooves of horses as they trotted down the lane, driven by upright men with top hats tilted for shade. Louisa enjoyed watching her children climb trees and chase each other during the long summer days, and fall brought the loveliest foliage for her to contemplate as she rocked her babies while her other children hunted for nuts and colorful leaves. When winter blew in, Louisa greeted the snow from the warmth of her room, watching as it renewed and cleansed everything and gave her children a frosty, sparkling playground.