For me, the middle of the dream it’s quiet. And that’s where I’ve been since harvest. In the quiet, taking baby steps in a forward direction. My second book hit Amazon three weeks ago and the gears are gaining momentum as Nanowrimo approaches. If you have never tried […]
So we’re doing our social studies lesson when one of the boys yells “I just did it. She’s right.” His excitement has all of our attention. “I have the song in my heart. I can feel it. It makes me happy.”
I love Friday for two reasons. It is Free Book Friday on the Barnes and Noble Nook Blog page. If that wasn’t enough to make it a good day, it’s pizza Friday!!!! We are so remote and the population is small–restaurants are not an everyday thing. That makes Friday pizza […]
The morning began badly. We purchased fru fru coffee that was supposed to be good but wasn’t. Like I can’t drink it and need to go to the local coffee shop bad. So that is what I did. And this is what happened…. Anybody from the far, […]
You spend some time at the end of the day enjoying dessert And are glad because you have listening ears. And with this post, my hope for you is finding friends that believe in your dreams and will help you figure out what you need […]
…..you realize picture montages can be in your blog. Summer is the season when I wake up moving and fall asleep when I sit still for any short amount of time. That is a recipe for unique writing. The metaphorical light hit when 2000 of my pictures went […]
It was enough to renew our sense of purpose. For a while. After two weeks of chopping,hauling, piling and seeing the “to do” pile was still larger than the “done piles.” (Seriously we have enough wood for five or six viking funerals) My husband was hearing my special words.
Gala Days isn’t about money, it isn’t about the attention you get when you are in the parade or play or winning on of the many contests or raffles. What makes the day special is our community comes together and individuals say “this is one way I can make you smile.” And guess what-smiles happened.
I hope it had a friend that saw and they flew to the nest laughing about how it looked and what they were thinking. At least that is what happens to me when I get knocked on my keister.
I was pleased because my fears were allayed and I was right. The village does care about the children and even though they may roll their eyes the children appreciate that someone cares enough to bribe them to do the right thing.