Time for Thoughts

posted in: FOODS, HOLIDAYS, REFLECTIONS, SEASONS, writing | 1

Like everyone else, I’m deep into the holidays and the end of the year whatevers. I’ve just had a little renovation, which put me behind, but then, I’m always behind, aren’t you?

At the end of the year, I think back to days of yore. Huh. Cannot remember how many quarts of green beans I’ve canned from a huge garden. I canned everything in sight, just like my mother, who was lucky enough to have plenty of trout, salmon, steelhead, etc. to can. Her panty was a thing of beauty, all organized, fruits/jams/meats/whatever. And yes, since we are German descent, jars of kraut. She stopped crocks years before that and made kraut in jars. I did the jar-method, too, but no longer doing any of that. I miss Mom.

My stack of crocheted dishcloths is going out the door/mail as gifts. I make lots of mistakes, but people seem to like them anyway. This year I found a new InstaPot delivered to my porch, thanks to one daughter who has 4 children and works and is mad about the fast convenience. Mm. We’ll see, she says…

I‘ve just sent out notice to my beta readers about a first book of a series, and I long to edit the 2nd. The holiday time-crunch is upon me, however, and I need clear thinking room for the edit. I truly hope they love it. So a new series in 2018, along with more Tallchiefs in that series. Talk about writing plans!

For a limited time, His Christmas Present, a 2-fer, and The Rose Basket: Novella are on sale for .99. The Rose Basket: Novella is a romance-humor story also in paper and makes a nifty gift. Because it’s short, my sister is enthused.

At the end of the year, that precious space in which to reflect, you’ll hear more of my stuff, like how I polish antique furniture and burn candles and generally think about the past and the future. It’s a really important time for me and I hope you, too.

But for now, I’d better get busy. Take time for these reflections and yourself, will you?

The Bad and the Good

posted in: Life Happens, SEASONS | 0

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.

Poison Oak

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.

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~The Wedding Gamble 

~The Bride Says No 

~Tallchief’s Bride