She glances in the mailbox, finds Elsbeth’s grouchy letter dated 1895, and cheerfully responds, delighted with the mystery of their unexpected connection across time and space. Like Elsbeth, Annie is knocked on her rear several yards away when she tries to knock on the cabin door. She steps into her back yard and is completely bewildered by the sight of a cabin and a large field of wheat, neither of which, as far as she is aware, have any business being in downtown San Francisco. In May 1995, Annabelle Aster, a young woman in her late twenties who loves Jane Austen and dresses in Victorian-style clothing, takes a break from cleaning her beloved San Francisco Victorian home. Incensed, she leaves a letter in the mailbox, threatening to use her shotgun to deal with this unwanted trespass.

Elsbeth determinedly stalks over to the home to demand an explanation of this irksome addition to her back forty, but every time she goes to knock on the door, she’s immediately displaced back to the gate around the home. Full review, first posted on In May 1895, Elsbeth Grundy, a crotchety widow living in a cabin on the Kansas plains, sees a purple and gold-painted Victorian home that has unexpectedly appeared in her wheat fields.

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