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Crushed

Watermelon, honeysuckle, lemon tea with mint Chasing shadows on the lawn and followed where you went Too young, the oak trees whispered Too soon, the river knew Our promises weren’t false, but then they weren’t exactly true I smiled the … Continue reading

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Throwback Picture

Throwback picture from last year – this is my husband, Beazer (nickname 😉 ) and son, Ben, last year. This is such a happy memory for me, taken at my book signing. I used two of my Kindle free promotion … Continue reading

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Social Media Tag

Many thanks to my dear friend, Barbara Pyett, http://barbarapyett.wordpress.com/ for tagging me to share about my book via Social Media Tag. I have never met Barbara in person – and I don’t know if I ever will; she lives in … Continue reading

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Summer’s Busy Days

Summer’s days have not always seemed busy. But this year they have. Busy and full and rich, for the most part. Or busy and. . . well, just busy. When I was a child, the days in summer seemed long … Continue reading

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Summer Picture of Winter Wish

It is time for a summer picture of Winter Wish. In the book, Jessie makes her wish in January. But the book ends at graduation. . . long about now.  🙂 I am so excited today that I got a … Continue reading

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Spending Time in the Past

I have not blogged in quite a while. I miss it, but I have been spending a lot of time with my eighty-six-year-old dad, at the rehab center, where he is slowly gaining strength after a hospital stay. There is nothing … Continue reading

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An Ode to Diners (And Homestyle Restaurants)

In my book, Winter Wish, Jessie loves to eat at Carlin’s Barn Diner, a homestyle restaurant in her (fictional) town. Jessie isn’t “me,” certainly, and in many ways, she’s not like me at all. (For example she is a runner. Need I … Continue reading

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