When She Woke:HarperCollins. ePub edition Hillary Jordan
Eat Clean: Wok Yourself to Health:Thorsons. ePub edition Ching-He Huang
HOCHBEET STEHT, WAS NUN? Gekauft oder selbst aus Holz zusammengebaut ist es ja recht schnell - das HOCHBEET. Es darf mittlerweile in keinem GARTEN fehlen, ob GROSS ODER KLEIN, am BALKON oder auf der TERRASSE, Platz hat es nahezu überall und verspricht GEMÜSEANBAU AUF BEQUEMER HÖHE, VIEL ERNTE und SCHUTZ VOR SCHÄDLINGEN. Sogar für Menschen ohne Garten, bietet das Hochbeet die Möglichkeit, eigenes Gemüse anzubauen. Soweit die Theorie! In der Praxis stehen allerdings gerade GARTENNEULINGE oft ratlos vor ihrem neuen Hochbeet und fragen sich: Womit ANFANGEN, wie genau ANLEGEN und BEPFLANZEN und was braucht das Gemüse, damit es üppig wächst? DAS GEHEIMNIS DES HOCHBEETS HOCHBEETQUEEN DORIS KAMPAS hat schon hunderte Beete gebaut und angelegt und kennt alle Fragen und Probleme, die sich rund um den RECHTECKIGEN MINI-GARTEN ergeben. Mit ihren TIPPS AUS DER PRAXIS sorgt sie dafür, dass jeder SOFORT LOSLEGEN kann. Am Anfang steht die RICHTIGE FÜLLUNG! Die unglaubliche FRUCHTBARKEIT des Hochbeets hängt mit der Art seiner Befüllung zusammen, die aus wesentlich mehr als nur Erde besteht. Durch den SCHICHTWEISEN AUFBAU aus verschiedenen Materialien, für den sich auch Gartenabfälle wunderbar recyclen lassen, entsteht ein FRUCHTBARES MIKROKLIMA, das das WACHSTUMder Pflanzen BESCHLEUNIGT und so schon rasch zu ersten ERNTEERFOLGEN führt. RUND UMS JAHR MIT FRISCHEM GEMÜSE UND KRÄUTERN VERSORGT Hochbeete können von FRÜHLING BIS WINTER genutzt werden. Mit einem Deckel wird ein FRÜHBEET daraus, in dem schon ab ENDE FEBRUAR ERSTE JUNGPFLANZEN gedeihen. Auf wenig Platz (1x2 m) und mit der richtigen Reihenfolge lassen sich so IN EINEM JAHR BIS ZU 15 GEMÜSESORTEN anpflanzen. Gegliedert nach SIEBEN SPANNENDE THEMEN, findet garantiert jeder sein INDIVIDUELLES TRAUM-HOCHBEET - sind Sie der WOK-GEMÜSETYP oder doch eher der PASTABEET-TYP? Wichtig ist, dass die Anordnung stimmt und sich die GEMÜSE UND KRÄUTER gut MITEINANDER VERTRAGEN. Wie genau das aussieht, zeigen in ´Das unglaubliche Hochbeet´ DETAILLIERTE ZEICHNUNGEN ZU JEDER WACHSTUMSPHASE. Und dazu gibt es die jeweils anstehenden PFLEGETIPPS: DÜNGEN, GIESSEN, RANKHILFEN AUFSTELLEN, NEU AUSSÄEN UND PFLANZEN ? So kann nichts mehr schief gehen. Sollte doch einmal etwas nicht klappen, lässt uns die sympathische Autorin auch damit nicht alleine. Sie lässt uns an ihren PERSÖNLICHEN ERFAHRUNGEN DES SCHEITERNS teilhaben - denn bekanntlich lernt man aus Fehlern ja am meisten. -neue Themenbeete: vom Around-the-World-Beet für Entdecker, dem Winter-Hochbeet für Ganzjahres-Gärtner bis hin zum Kleine-Hände-Beet für Kinder. -selbstversorgt mit frischen Vitaminen: Ein Hochbeet kann in einem Jahr mit bis zu 15 Gemüsesorten bepflanzt werden. -für Selbermacher: Bauanleitung für ein Ruck-Zuck-Palettenhochbeet im Garten, auf der Terrasse oder am Balkon! -´Keine Zeit´ - keine Ausrede! 15 bis 30 Minuten Zuwendung pro Woche sind genug. ´Ich war mir nicht sicher, ob unser kleiner Balkon für ein Hochbeet geeignet ist. Mit Hilfe der Berechnungsformel von Doris Kampas konnte ich selbst herausfinden, wie groß unser Hochbeet sein darf und womit ich es befüllen muss, damit das Gewicht kein Problem wird. Ich liebe es, dass dieses Buch so einfach ist und mir genau zeigt, was ich wann tun muss.´
?If you aren?t already ?woke,? you will be after reading this book.??Mary Batten,author ofAliens from Earth EVAN WALLS IS TERRIFIED by the birth of his ?rst child because he doesn?t want her to suffer the isolation he had as a child. Seeing his torment, his wife, Izzy, prods him to explain. He tells of being a black child growing up in the racially charged 1960s. Inspired to overcome the racism and class status imposed on blacks, he dreams of a life bigger than that lived by most everyone he knows in the small Virginia town of Canaan. He is resented by friends and family for desiring a life better than theirs. Among the smartest in his class, Evan becomes a target of white kids threatened by the forced integration of their schools. Caught in a cross?re of hate from whites and his own people, who question whether he is black enough, Evan is often alone and bewildered. Only the love of his great grandmother, Mama Jennie, and his mentor, Bojack, keeps him on track. Together, they help Evan ?nd perspective and peace.
Green as a carob, white as salt mines, golden as honey, purple as lava, the mysterious island of Sicily gave the world many outstanding representatives of the human race. But at the same time Sicily is considered the birthplace of mafia clans. The son of the godfather, a talented inventor named Archimedes, meets his first love, a school teacher from the Moscow region city of Khimki. Believing that he managed to escape from the tenacious embrace of the underworld, Archimedes does not even suspect that the mafia intends to use his beloved woman for their own selfish purposes. How to break out of this web? The boat carrying tourists returning from a trip to Monkey Island in Central Vietnam, lost its course, hit the reefs and sank. The girl woke up on the bottom of the boat and tried to rise. ´´Lie down!´´ Followed a rough cry. Many strange and incomprehensible things will happen in her life, before she realizes that she was kidnapped for the purpose of selling into sexual slavery. About this story ´´In the dungeons of Vietnam.´´
My name is Yuna Queenertia, I woke up one day with nearly no memories. Not my home. Not my family. Nothing...but my name. In my awakening, I am introduced to a short, old woman named Granny. A young, optimistic girl named Sam. Her mother, Anna. And a mysterious girl named Claire. My world grows colder knowing I was in a coma. If that wasn´t enough, I come to learn of the world I live in. Magic. A thing of fiction. A thing of mystery. Abundant and thriving; fantasy became my reality. But the world of magic is not what it seems. Minor flashbacks of my past begin to surface. Granny and those I know hold more secrets than they tell. A serial killer called the Phantom runs rampant within the village. Born with silver hair, I come to find I am a curse. And a target to the village I live in. My personality begins to split as I am pushed to fighting for who I am. But who am I really? Am I Yuna Queenertia? Or the Cursed Queen? My name is Yuna Queenertia, and this is my tale.
Who knew a one-night stand would become such a colossal mistake? Certainly not Lucy Copeland, who was the epitome of a workaholic and did not have time for a relationship. A distraction was not what she needed while she was on her way to climb the marketing ladder. So, when a one-night stand presented itself in the package of a sexy man she met at the bar, she took it. And it was perfect. Like, best sex of her life perfect. It didn´t explain why she snuck out of his house without so much as leaving her number, but it wasn´t like they were going to be pen pals. She did the right thing. When Jack Anderson woke up alone in bed, which was not what he intended after the fireworks of a one-night stand, he was pissed she left. He distracted himself with work that was never ending. As attorney for the Warriors, an up and coming soccer club, he was looking for someone to handle promotions that would lead them into the MLS. The answer to his marketing problems was late for the meeting. As if this wasn´t bad enough, when she finally showed, it was none other than Lucy Copeland. Their passion was replaced with animosity for one another. Not only did they have to figure out how they were going to work together, they also had to figure out how to deal with the ongoing attraction they still felt. Lucy made it clear she was not looking for a relationship. But could Jack make her compromise?
A standalone RomCom with bumbled first impressions, alpha dogs and mistaken identities. They say you never get a second chance at a first impression. That is unless you´re my gorgeous temporary neighbor, Theo Crawford. My first impression of Theo was anything but wonderful. He was discourteous, anti-social, and a drunken mess. My second impression wasn´t much better when he inconsiderately woke me on a Sunday morning. And now? Well, let´s just say my defective heart doesn´t care that he´s gay because I´ve fallen for him. Theo: Wait, what? I´m not gay. Where the hell did she get that impression?
John Earl Stark problems were far from over. He was up to his neck and now his stories were running his life. All he wanted was to improve his book sales. But what he got was too many stories to write. And now he wasn´t sleeping as a result. There were just too many and they wouldn´t stop coming. He simply couldn´t write them fast enough. Worse, the stories were getting jumbled, the characters mixed. If he didn´t do something soon, he´d probably go insane. Focus. It´s a matter of focus. And staying awake. Excerpt: It´s been a week of too much and too little. All delivered through dreams, or just after waking. John got way too many. He´d find himself awake with a story sitting there, but it would be 2 or 3 am. So he´d turn over, and then at 4am he´d be woken with another. You know the one´s he writes - mysterious supernatural situations only a human can save them from. So he was right in to these opening scenes, like a moving running along through his mind. Dumped right in the middle of the action and all the charactes shouting out their lines in ´´3D Cinerama-scope´´. But the other stories that woke him up that early morning seemed gone. If he just lay there and close his eyes, they´d be back, though - either starting over or picking up where they left off. Rolling over tended to help. By the time it was light enough to see, he was still exhausted and now had all the chores of the farm to take care of. Dogs and cats to feed, a milkcow to relieve, cattle to check. Those things aren´t just put off. Real live creatures needing his care. So he´d be up and at them, somehow keeping his eyes open enough to not burn himself during breakfast. Slogging through the weather and the routines. Then he´d come back and shrug out of his outdoor clothes and collapse on his couch for ´´just a few minutes´´ - only to find himself with yet another story waking him and demanding to be written into existence. After a few days of this, he finally would get a pad and paper by his bed, and turn on the light to write down the opening scene and any details - something he could use later to hopefully pick up that story again. Didn´t work out. He did have 6 or 8 new opening scenes he could mine. But where they went from there was still another problem. At last, he did just force himself to sit down and write one of them all the way out. But it was a mystery from the start. He only had a scrap of a line to write from. But write he did - and it turned out OK. 6K words where this team of his spooks go and take on the entire government to get them to stop hunting people with ´´extraordinary abilities´´ just so they could do their genetic research and experiments. Happy ending, an all that. For me, it was worse. I took his idea of getting that pad and paper, but I only wound up with lists of phrases. And spent most of the night tossing and turning to get back to sleep again. Then daylight would make sleep impossible - and I´d trudge over to John´s cabin for some of his to-die-for coffee with honey. I don´t share his love of watching cattle graze, so pretty much I´d sit out on the front porch with his farm dog and pet her if she wanted it. Otherwise, just relax. Maybe with one of those books. Sometimes dozing off again. When John came back, we´d hit the books again. So here´s where we picked it up: Scroll Up and Get Your Copy Now.