A richly detailed and deeply affectionate record of life in a quiet corner of a time and place since vanished." —Preservation"Reveals the struggles of a cultured, urban woman adjusting to the isolation of pioneer life, but there's a joie de vivre that surges through Come to My Sunland." —St. Petersburg Times"If you've ever wondered what Florida was like before the turn of last century, be curious no longer." —Naples Daily News"[Moseley's] letters offer exceptionally vivid descriptions of the surrounding community's natural endowments, especially its palms, pines, oaks, and flowers, but also its springs, rivers, and lakes. . . . A delightful excursion into a lost world." —Florida Historical Quarterly"A treasure for the professional scholar and all with interests in Florida history and gender studies." —Journal of Southern History