Truly enjoying our local vegetable stand right now. I’m getting ready to freeze zucchini and yellow summer squash.
I no longer can endless quarts, make jams/kraut, pickle. Thank you, Lord. One time, I came home from working 7:30-4p to a hungry family and still had 3 bushels of green beans to snap and can. I remember that un-fondly.
Because our heat/humidity is high, I keep things easy and at noon, just started my slow cooker, filled with vegetables. Tonight, it will go over rice noodles–I just love the kind that you place in boiling water and then remove from stove for 8 minutes, rinse and drain. Add some parmesan cheese in the individual servings, and you’re set.
What’s in it? 1 onion, green pepper, garlic, olive oil, tomatoes, yellow summer squash, zucchini, and when it cooks down a bit, cooked black beans and maybe chicken broth. Sometimes I add sesame seed oil at the last. Sometimes I roast pine nuts for the top, or just sprinkle sunflower seeds over it. Depends.
After looking at this picture, I probably should have used my bigger slow cooker.
If there is too much left over, it’s great to freeze for later.
By the way, if you are on my enewsletter list, I still have some iBook coupons left, but you have to be on the list–and I check. <<smile>>
To date, we’ve had a cool summer, with lots of rain. I’m not a sun/heat person, so I’m enjoying it. So are my herbs, especially the chives, cilantro, and basil. I am hoping they will grow inside this winter.
My front porch and back patio will grow anything and the herbs are responding nicely. I haven’t planted the lavender yet, but did take a start up to my neighbor, who also enjoys puttering/potting, etc. Love lavender and use the essential oil in my burner. I need to do that now, while writing…. If you haven’t gotten into essential oils, try them for different uses.
On the Fourth of July, while enjoying the neighborhood’s fireworks, I “burned” eucalyptus on my porch and the mosquitoes didn’t like it.
Yesterday, I snapped this huge bush. Gorgeous, isn’t it? How nice of it to bloom in my favorite colors.
As for writing, amazingly my 2nd book of the year in a new romance series is coming into the home stretch. Lots of editing needed, but the book is almost done. Am so hoping to get book 3 done also. That’s questionable right now, because we are amid getting the Tallchiefs back into print. The Cowboy and the Cradle will soon be in paper as well the rest. Am so pleased that people remember them and still love them. (My daughter gave me that handmade walnut cradle on the cover, btw. and that is my garnet ring on Tallchief’s Bride.) Do watch for more Tallchiefs to turn up?
I’ve been watching 2 little heads in the tree just off my front porch. When Mom arrives with food, those little robin’s mouths are wide open.
I do hope the winds don’t hurt them before they can fly. Our neighborhood has a lot of robins, a few crows, and every once in awhile 3 buzzards. I truly do not like the starlings–we have them, too–and crows eating the cardinals, robins, finches, doves, etc. food. love, love to listen to the mourning doves and we have several around. Mr. & Mrs. dine at my yard a lot.
My neighborhood also has guard cats which patrol, and a rabbit my neighbor calls “honey bunny.”
All good wildlife to watch when I’m taking writing breaks from my computer.
OTHER NEWS: With Father’s Day almost here, Quinn and Wyatt, my DREAMY DADS are on sale for .99.
Then moving on with the Tallchief’s, THE GROOM CANDIDATE, is now up, Book #4 in the TALLCHIEFS.
BLURB: Since childhood, Lacey MacCandliss’s mission was to make ladykiller Birk Tallchief’s life miserable. Then one kiss ignites Birk and he’s set to capture the petite fascinating woman and change the rules. When Lacey needs protection, Birk marries his temporary bride and the love game is on…
Birk’s legend, and all Tallchiefs have a Legend, is:
The maiden who rocks upon the chair and sings a lullaby will claim the man of Fearghus blood who stands closest to her. She will be his heart and he will be her love.
Life happens. So true. I’m behind on my 2nd book of the year, but not too worried about that. Things to do, you know.
Amid lots of house/yard upkeep now means I’m in the stores more, getting supplies. While in Menard’s plant section, 2 little boys in a cart pushed by their mother were talking. So cute. One said, “When Mom gets us another brother…” She was busy with the 6 months or so baby on her hip….
Friends sent me this and I really laughed when opening the package. So funny. Thank you, F. and M. Please know how much I enjoy it.
I scheduled June as catch-up month and am working hard toward that goal. Remember my planner attempt? It is working well, with lots of projects underway, plus life. I do enjoy the small things like having tea while sitting on my front porch and chatting with a good friend. Last night, the fireflies put on a show.
I’m working on about everything this month, including more Cait’s Classics, covers, and writing my new series.
With all of the Ozark’s rains, everything is green and growing, including the following picture. I just discovered this great big bush in my yard. So pretty. Has berries. Pretty leaves. Folks have kindly informed me that this is poison oak. Hmm. That’s the Bad. Someone else is going to remove it. Not me.
Always count our blessings, right? Someone else will deal with that monster bush.
Storms and tornado warnings abound this time of year. We’ve had some high winds, T-storms, but luckily no tornadoes. (My next door neighbor slept through one big tornado here, and I tease her about that all the time.)
We’re a family of “Do-ers”. If possible, we’re going to make/create/do. Yesterday, the weather permitted some online time and I worked at the other side of writing, which is–gasp!–business. I do my own low level graphics and enjoy them, and here is the Facebook Ad I created. (Very short time sale.) If you are on Facebook or Twitter, I hope you’ll join me there.
When my daughters were young, so was this hilly neighborhood subdivision. Set in the Ozarks, it was pure country with nightcrawlers thick after rains, or when a yard light stayed on. Nightcrawlers are fishing worms–big ones, FYI. And only one of my three daughters would get out of bed early to collect these with me. The other two daughters groaned and flopped over. There is always one….
This painting was what I saw outside my kitchen window. (Back in my Van Gogh days.) Now there are mobile homes, so quite the few changes. It’s slanted in the shot, and in my daughter’s home, but quite large and suiting a dark corner.
We had a few driveway barbecues and with the guys below crawling everywhere we had a driveway turtle race. Basically, the terrapins had numbers on them and we put them under a plastic swimming pool, drew a chalk line around the poor, voila! Turtle/terrapin races. They bury/hibernate and those marks on his back may be from my lawn mower. They say the red heads mean snapping turtles. I don’t know and don’t want to challenge that warning. See this one’s little evil eye?
I wondered about this guy, if he was the great, great however many greats of one of those in our driveways great turtle race. I found out later–aren’t the LATER stories you learn from your kids just fabulous?? One daughter–a businesswoman now, 7 at the time–wanted to take bets on those turtles.
My books reflect times in my life, or bits of color in it–I love color–but I haven’t used turtle races yet.
Currently, I’m hard at work in a series set where I grew up in northwest Washington state mountains. The trees are “pointy” pines there, while the Ozark hills are rounded oaks. As a college girl, I hiked in the Cascades and gosh, if I knew any of my daughters had done that ALONE, I would have freaked.
I’m writing now with my windows open, the fresh air coming in as we wait for more rain. I hope you’re enjoying your days, too….
Days of thunderstorms and heavy rainfall have hit. Our weather alert radios are sounding every few minutes. Someone once called these consecutive storms, “Freight trains” which they truly are, one after another, pounding the countryside, filling the lakes and streams, and causing people to evacuate.
The best rule is “stay at home”, if you can and don’t get out there unless absolutely necessary. The state highway running past my home was closed, several towns, bridges, roadways closed due to an “almost” record breaking flood.
We did not have tornadoes here, but others did. Today, I am praying for so many people whose homes have been flooded, who are struggling and facing hard work to rebuild their lives.
In SW MO, we have more than “showers”, we have flooding at this date. Rivers are brown with mud, sheets of gray rain and big, big lightning and thunder storms.
But the rolling hills are filled with new green, a contrast to the dark cedars. Not a good time for those who are allergy challenged. And the dogwoods are blooming, the roses and everything is just–grand, is the word. Grand.
My knockout roses have started to bloom and I can’t wait to see what else I’ve planted–not an organized gardener. If I can find a place for a bulb, there it goes. 🙂
It gets really hot and dry here in the summer, so my porch has lots of succulents. They are new to me and I’m enjoying them. Meanwhile, these beauties are along our highways:
I’m writing heavily and unplug during high storms, which can really stop a story rolling along, coming thru my fingertips. I’ve been waiting to spend time working with my last contest “Happy4Me” and it was more difficult than I supposed. The question was: What do you do when you’re down?
The range of answers was tremendous, and most entries listed reading. I am truly inspired by all the ways people try to work with their I’m down-mood. Uncommon, thoughtful answers that included volunteering, video games, crafts, remembering good times, etc. Terrific thoughtful answers and I loved each one. I’m announcing the winners soon in my email list, so if you haven’t yet, SUBSCRIBE HERE.
If I can–remember, I’m writing heavily–I want to write more about my Happy4Me contest which has ended. You’ll know when I do write about it.
I am humbled by the people facing real challenges, either emotional or physical or both, and by the simple joy and appreciation of life people hug within them.
I’m celebrating my ?? birthday today. I usually take my camera and enjoy the day out. But today, with various people in my life having problems, I’m staying in and working on me to get me out of this funk. We all have those times, and typically we manage, but just sometimes….
Tom Jones, etc. and Tina Turner and furniture polish usually do it for me and dancing to whatever between. Today, I found that Tina has some really deep thoughts for women especially; she’s had her times, too.
Antique furniture needs oil because of today’s AC/heating takes so much out of the wood. This dresser is an 1880s, I got at a yard sale years ago with the four-poster bed. I like contemporary furniture, a bookcase bed preferred, but at the time, I bought what I could afford. Typically, I polish furniture the last week of the year, but I’ve been writing so much that last holiday I skipped polishing. Today is the day. 🙂
If you have something that is a happy-mood changer for you and are on my email list, you can enter my Happy4Me contest. If you are not a member of my email list, you can SUBSCRIBE.
I would love to know what you do for yourself to put you in a better mood?
Ah. Spring. Love you. The lawn guys came and my neighborhood smells like freshly mowed grass. My tulips are blooming.
Some days are really excellent, like the other day when visiting my insurance agent. Some man was wearing western books done in ostrich hide. (Easy to notice in an amber shade with small pointy bumps.) The dialogue ran to: very expensive, wears well and soft.
Then he asked me if I wanted to feel his boot to see how soft it was. Naturally, I did. I mean how often do you get to feel a cowboy’s boot with ostrich hide? Yes, it was truly soft.
The reason I was in the office was to run through getting my buzzard-dent fixed. Minding my own business, driving carefully, I hit a buzzard in flight–this after he feasted on a dead armadillo with his buddies. His buddies flew off in one direction, he in the other and suddenly he bounced off my hood, just about the latch. It was raining and when I checked right then, I didn’t see the dent–but I could definitely smell buzzard.
I’ve run through whatever to get the dent fixed soon. April is my birthday month and I celebrate all month or maybe from April to May of the same date. I did not need a buzzard dent for my birthday.
The strange thing is that as I described the incident to friends, the laughing does not quit. They compare it a Lucille Ball episode. Everyone seems to be enjoying it, including one estimate guy who told me more than I want to know about buzzards. One daughter thinks it compares to the Lucille Ball episode where she and Ethel Mertz are working on the candy factory line. I fail to see the comparison, but okay. 🙂
FWIW: Since it’s my birthday month, I give to others and do things for them, which makes me feel really good. I just made ginger root and honey tea for a neighbor who isn’t feeling well. She said it helped and I am so glad. She’s a really nice person. In fact, I know lots of nice people.
I’m deep into starting the rough draft of book 2 in my new series, but designed a new cover for a romantic suspense WHEN NIGHT FALLS. When I get really good at crocheting, I want to make a shawl like she’s wearing. I think shawls are so elegant.
For WHEN NIGHT FALLS, I researched historical roses and the story is set in a small Oklahoma town with lots of rose gardens, some of them heritage roses collected from old homesteads.