Gather Ye Rosebuds by Joan Smith

Pleasant read. Still nothing really grand. I feel like I shouldn't complain because I don't hate these Joan Smith books (which I can't say for most of the ones previously read). I just want them to be more in depth and be not quite so light and fast of reading. Did she go down hill after writing "Aunt Sophie's Diamonds"?

She had yet to meet a man she preferred to a paintbrush. Finding art far more satisfying than romance, Zoie had ceased think of marriage and decided to devote her life to her first love-painting. However, while happily arranging her new studio, she discovered a valuable stolen necklace secreted in her late uncle's belongings-and made the mistake of trying to return it to the rightful owner.

Trying to sneak the necklace back, Zoie was caught in the act by a suspicious Lord Weylin, who was not about to let the matter drop-especially when the necklace proved fake. Clearly there was a deeper mystery to be solved. And then there was Weylin himself, whose disturbing interest invited an artist's most scandalous designs....

Winter Wedding by Joan Smith

It's been awhile since I last posted. But I have just ordered some more books from eBay. Hooray!

Anyway, this book was a pleasant couple hour read. Nice way to spend an evening. Not quite up to "Aunt Sophie's Diamonds", which is my all time favorite Joan Smith book. The picture on the cover is too new for me to like. I have several books by Joan Smith to read coming up and I am excited about it. I hope I find a new favorite from her.

It would be placing to much significance on a brief flirtation to say the gentleman had fallen in love. But when Clara Christopher discovered that Lord Allingcote had been invited to the wedding she was busily planning for her cousin, she hoped he might again favor her as his flirt.

She was quite unprepared for Miss Nel Muldoon, as beautiful as an angel and as mischievous as the devil, appearing on the strong arm of Lord Allingcote-while batting her blue eyes at every other gentleman in sight.

Allingcote's deliciously attentive gaze suggested that he had thought of Clara often. Yet it was clear he was mixed up in some close manner with the darling Nel Muldoon. The answer, Clara soon discovered, was one of many surprises!