I enjoyed every one Joe Coomer's books, including a journal-like one about building his house, and one about refurbishing his boat. His boat also has a cameo in this book, but he doesn't. I admit I didn't purchase the others, but I do re-read this one, and have made some interesting personal notes in it, so it's not available for a Christmas present.
He writes from the first person as a woman who has lost her husband. I don't know how that would feel, but I find this book very believable. And above all else, I find it full of characters that I think I would probably get to know.
I posted about some favorite books, and my own indulgence in using computers as an outlet...HERE
May we never forget the crippled, wind-beaten trees, how they, too, bud, green and bloom. May we, too, take courage to bloom where we are planted.
Br. David Steindl-Rast