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Wendy Hamilton Livres

    Wendy Hamilton célèbre la beauté de la vie quotidienne, où l'utilité rencontre la grâce et où les moments ordinaires sont élevés à la splendeur par la gentillesse, l'amour et la dévotion à Dieu. Son écriture et son art, profondément influencés par sa conviction que le foyer est le lieu le plus sacré sur terre, dégagent une chaleur unique. Avec une profonde compréhension des appareils anciens et des compétences telles que cuisiner sur un fourneau à charbon ou coudre avec une machine à coudre à pédales, elle insuffle à son travail authenticité et charme. Ses créations témoignent de la beauté exquise que l'on trouve dans le commun, transformée par un cœur aimant.

    I Told You Not To Climb The Cactus
    Little House in the Bush: Growing Up in New Zealand

    • Little House in the Bush: Growing Up in New Zealand

      • 162pages
      • 6 heures de lecture

      Thirteen-year-old Wendy and her two sisters would rather loll on their beds reading than go for a hike, but their father is determined to pass on his pioneering heritage. When the girls' parents buy forty acres up Mount Tiger, Wendy finds herself plunged into a hut in the bush among the possums and rats. No electricity, running water, or a proper bathroom is a shock at first, but as time goes on, Wendy and her sisters discover simple living has a charm all of its own

      Little House in the Bush: Growing Up in New Zealand

    • I Told You Not To Climb The Cactus

      Surviving the Badlands of Motherhood

      • 186pages
      • 7 heures de lecture

      Motherhood is the toughest, most rewarding task a woman will ever face. A new baby in the house brings a trail of disruption in her wake. In the foggy world of sleep deprivation and exhaustion, cactus spikes of insecurity and false guilt sprout. Do jabs of negative feelings towards your children make you a bad mother, or are they all part of the motherhood toolkit? Seasoned mother Wendy Hamilton tells it like it is. Laugh along with her as she picks her way through the prickly desert of raising small children.

      I Told You Not To Climb The Cactus