This is the weather where my friend is holidaying.
Sunny, warm, no snow.
This is where I am.
Snow and bitter cold. You can’t see the cold but trust me, you don’t want to.
What can I say? Except ENOUGH OF WINTER ALREADY.
If you enjoy winter, please don’t tell me. Don’t try and persuade me to be positive about it. Not today.
Yesterday we had scattered snow flurries. We’ve had enough snow already. But I confess there is something I like about it.
I like walking in falling snow.
Gently falling snow dusting my clothes, quietly sliding from my face. The world cloaked in purity, silenced so all I hear is my own breathing, my own muted footsteps. God-breathed beauty. ‘Silence is the language of God, all else is a poor translation.’ Rumi
One of my favorite poets-Robert Louis Stevenson put it this way:
The cold wind burns my face, and blows
Its frosty pepper up my nose.
Black are my steps on silver sod;
Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;
And tree and house, and hill and lake,
Are frosted like a wedding-cake.
(from his poem Winter-Time)
Am I the only one who enjoys this activity?
Except I do. Have a bird that is. Meet Scottie–a slightly neurotic African Gray Parrot.
I enjoy Scottie’s chatter…unless I’m on the phone or trying to listen to TV and he drowns me out.
I got a meadowlark bird stuffie at a museum in Montana on one of my research trips. When youu press the stuffie bird belly, it sings like a meadowlark. It wasn’t long until Scottie picked it up. It’s a cheerful song to hear in the morning.
He also says jerk, stupid cat (I guess I said that more often than I realized as I waited for the cat to amble over to the door. She always takes her time to test and see how long I’ll wait.)
But back to Scottie. He whistles, he calls supper and he makes the sound of the microwave beeper. He mumbles and grumbles (He’s not imitating me with this). He’s messy. As one of the kids so aptly said, he’s a litter bird. But he’s amusing.
Oh. And he’s a she as we discovered last year when he/she presented us with three eggs.
Pets are fun and help us enjoy life, don’t you think?
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I know it’s odd but I like getting up in the dark. The dark feels sheltering–like I’m cocooned in a safe, warm place. I look out the window and the lights of town sparkle in a choker of gold and … Continue reading
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An ordinary view from my house.
I am grateful for ordinary days. Days when I putz along doing routine things. When I can follow a familiar routine and at the end of the day look back with satisfaction at what I’ve done. Not that such days are without pressure but it’s a familiar sort of pressure–how to motivate myself? Coffee now or later as a reward? It’s not the kind of pressure that has me running from one thing to the next, never quite finishing one task before I have to attend to something else.
Maybe it takes those fractured days to make me realize how special are the ordinary days.
Psalm 118:24 This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.
The editor has chosen a name for the upcoming Montana series.
Ta da: MONTANA MARRIAGES.
Book #1 to be released Oct. 2014 will be called:
BIG SK COWBOY
Book #2–tentatively scheduled for Dec. 2014 will be called: BIG SKY DADDY. And book #3, tentatively scheduled for Feb. 2015 will be BIG SKY HOMECOMING.
Shifting gears a bit and going back to Eden Valley Cowboys series, I just got the cover for FALLING FOR THE RANCHER FATHER–Mercy’s story for anyone keeping track.
Have a peek:
I learned to type on a typewriter at school. Then I got a typewriter of my own– a sleek blue, portable one in a carrying case. In fact, I wrote some of my earliest articles on that machine.
I still get nostalgic about using one. I guess I’m not the only one. An instructor at Calgary’s Alberta College of Art and Design has plans to bring them back to his classroom. You can read about it here.
The first typewriter that became commercially successful appeared on the market in 1874. I haven’t seen one that old but I’ve seen a few unusual ones (according to recent standards.)
Both of these below were seen in the Bonners Ferry, Idaho museum.
Seen in Colorado museum. First one dated 1890. A Blickenspefer.
And one that might be more familiar to some old timers as seen in the Whyte Museum in Banff, Alberta.
I enjoyed using a typewriter. I liked the way the keyboard was slanted and having to push the carriage back at the end of each line. I guess I’m not the only one because you can get typewriter keyboards and some innovative people have actually combined a typewriter with their laptop. Check out typewriter keyboard in your search engine for a look at what’s available.
How many of you learned to type the old-fashioned way? Do any of you still use a typewriter? What do you think of the experiment at the Alberta College of Art and Design? Do you see any value in it?
I have to come up with a name for my new miniseries starting in Oct. It’s about three young women who were abandoned as young children and adopted by an older couple.
They now live with their parents on a farm in Montana. Unfortunately the farm is in the middle of a large ranch and the rancher doesn’t like it.
I have only come up with 2 possibilities.
BIG SKY SISTERS.
Which do you think is best? Or do you have other suggestions? You will have to email or go to Facebook to answer as I have shut off the comments on my blog. Thanks to spammers.
CLAIMING THE COWBOY’S HEART is out this month.
Just in case you’re interested in how this story came to be (and even if you’re not) here’s some background on the story.
I wanted to do another three-book series in my mini series COWBOY’S OF EDEN VALLEY. I love working in threes. However the books are set in early ranching country when men far outnumbered women so I had to import women to romance the cowboys. Thus I created three young women who have recently come from England for a visit on the ranch.
Jayne—heroine in CLAIMING THE COWBOY’S HEART- is sister to Eddie Gardiner, hero of THE COWBOY’S SURPRISE BRIDE. She is fleeing the memories of her fiancé’s death and brings two friends with her. She is determined to learn to shoot a gun in order to protect herself, but she didn’t mean to accidently shoot a passing cowboy.
Seth, the unfortunate cowboy, thinks someone is after the money he is taking to pay the caregiver he’s hired to tend his father who has had a stroke.
If I could pick an actor to play Seth’s role in a movie, I’d want Russell Crowe. I suggested him to those who do the cover art for the book. What do you think? Is there any similarity?
Catherine Zeta Jones would play the part of Jayne in a movie version of the book.
Of course, Seth is not pleased about being shot even if by a pretty thing like Jayne. Will the delay mean his father’s caregiver will leave? What’s he going to do about Jayne? Guess you’ll have to read the story to find out. Lol