I enjoy watching birds. They are so little and yet so hardy. Some of them even overwinter in our very cold climate. How on earth do they keep warm? When I walk I hear birds singing, I see them everywhere. I thought I’d share a few of my special moments with birds. I was going to try and think of clever captions for each of them but decided to let you simply enjoy them.

Isn’t our world amazing? Isn’t God, who made the world, amazing?
SUMMER IS
Summer is picnics and parades and plays written by little boys and girls and performed by cousins.
It’s Canada Day and fireworks and wiener roasts.

Summer is splash parks and river and lazy days at the beach.

It’s flowers and fruit and vegetables from the garden and on the table.
It’s baby animals, visitors and vacations.

Summer is sunshine and rain and rainbows.
It’s sunburns, storms and heat.
It’s all good things bundled together into a few short weeks.
TALKING ABOUT TREES AND IMAGINATION
I met some odd tree creatures this week.

Wouldn’t these make great characters in a child’s story? I suppose it goes to prove that I find possibilities everywhere. As I’ve said many times, ideas and inspiration can be found everywhere.
I know I have an active imagination but tell me I’m not the only one who sees these creatures.
YOU CAN’T CUT A GOOD TREE DOWN
This winter, across the road, the landowner brought in a couple of big machines and started pushing down trees. Or at least he tried. The trees broke but they refused to budge.

And now many of them are defiantly regrowing.

I have to laugh and admire their perseverance.
I am encouraged by it as well. I refuse to quit in face of failure, disappointment or any other form of negativity.
I hope you find the same resolve as these trees when you need it.
I don’t often ask my readers to do things for me but today I am.
Can you 1. post reviews or even stars on my Montana Skies books? 2. would you go to this site and check ‘Follow’? https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B001HPGG3C
INHERITANCE OF LOVE
Wouldn’t we all like to be mentioned in a will and receive something unexpected and wonderful? But would we recognize it as such? In Inheritance of Love, Darcy has to learn that her inheritance is the best thing she could ask for, but it takes time.
The last thing she needs or wants is a continual reminder of the fact that her father chose to be his father instead of being hers. The sense of abandonment and injustice makes being with him difficult.
They have joint custody of a little girl but she lives in a city some distance away and he lives on a ranch. How are they to share care of the child, especially with so much hurt between them?
She doesn’t plan on staying but her little sister wins her heart. Now if she could just ignore the cowboy who owns everything but the little house she inherited.

You can find the book here: https://www.amazon.com/Inheritance-Love-Montana-Skies-Book-ebook/dp/B071H6ZKFG
This was a fun book to write. The hero and heroine had so much baggage between them but, of course, love found a way. 🙂
SHAREABLES FOR EVERLASTING LOVE

This is a favorite story of mine with 3 generations of romance in the same book.
What do a divorce lawyer and a young woman who believes in romance have in common besides each having a grandparent who wants to rekindle an 50-year-old romance?

She believes in happy-ever-after love. At her coffee shop, she hands out flowers and handmade cards to couples of every age while across the street, he hands out advice on divorces. How different can two people be?

You can find the book here:http://tinyurl.com/m3k8t49
I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.
SHAREABLES FOR FOREVER IN MY HEART
I’ve been making shareables for my books and sharing them on Facebook then I realized some readers would not see them there so here they are.
Forever in My Heart is the story of a young woman who believes in forever homes for the little boys she cares for and the man next door who knows how challenging and destructive such children can be to a family. Will their love for one little boy enable them to come together or will their differing beliefs about what is best tear them apart?

You can buy it here. http://tinyurl.com/yacojlub If you read it, I would love for you to leave a nice review. 🙂
MULCH MUCH?
This week we did some mulching. The hope is it will make my life easier because it will reduce weeding.

I like the beauty of perennials and the flower borders but they are so much work. Hence, the use of mulch.

I’m much the same way with my writing. I like HAVING written but it’s hard work to actually write. I wish I could find a way to make plotting easier. Ways to make the word count increase more rapidly. Some way to do edits that doesn’t require so much work. What I need is mulch for my writing. So far, I have not found any. 🙂
STAY ON TRACK
I have a little trail by the farm that I like to walk early in the morning. Often the grass is wet with dew and my shoes get soaked unless I stay on the track.
I was thinking how much like life that is. When I wander away from the track set out for my day, I get…well, not wet, but distracted. I’m supposed to be writing but an email comes in and I have to check it. Then while I’m at it I will jump over and check Facebook. And all those cute little videos…I sure wouldn’t want to miss anything. Meanwhile, the minutes tick away, soaking up my time. How can I hope to get anything done? Like meet my daily word quota.
The answer is easy. Stay on track. Now just to make myself do that. Maybe I should make the above picture my screen saver. Is there a way to make it bounce into view if I am on the internet too long?
A WEED BY ANY OTHER NAME…
See these beautiful flowers.


But they don’t belong there so I guess that makes them weeds. They are growing between the rows—thick as a carpet.

I have been editing a manuscript and finding weed words. Words that are perfectly good but in the wrong place. Like:
He couldn’t do on, which should read, He couldn’t go on.
Or… So Like could eat which should read, so Luke could eat.
Or… then they are glass, which should read, they were are glad.
But my favorite is this. Shred people. A perfectly honest mistake. It should have read, shred paper. On the other hand, people were being a little difficult the day I wrote that so perhaps it revealed a deep, inner longing. Ha ha.
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