Morning Meeting

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Framed

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Small Town Fun

Castle ROck Band

Small town concerts, free fun, great life! Who needs the city?

Chilling with the Colors of the Night

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The Bumpy Road!

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When I started writing I knew fame wouldn’t come overnight. It may NEVER come but, I do love writing. I self published a couple of short stories back when eBooks first became popular. Over fifty thousand were down loaded and I was overwhelmed with the reviews, both good and bad. It was a great learning experience.

I took my next book a lot more seriously and worked with good folks to perfect it. Perfecting means working with a copy editor, content editor, publisher and proof reader as well as finding someone to make it look good as an eBook.

This book was Dead of July. It got some great reviews. Not many authors are lucky enough to have a best-selling first book and I was no different, but I learned from it and haven’t given up.

Ghosts on the Sand is my next venture, and the Content Editor I’m working with on this book is phenomenal. She’s giving me a confidence I never knew I had. Ghosts on the Sand will be published later this year in a collection of short, chilling tales. Maybe, just maybe, this will be the book that gets me noticed.

It’s a bumpy road, but I’m a tough old bird!

 

Keep Stepping!

Keep on SteppingA couple of years ago my husband gave me his Nike Fuel fit band. I loved it. He’d moved onto something better, but the Fuel was great for me. It was simple, tracked my steps and it was also comfortable and easy to wear….until they stopped making it. I’d become addicted to tracking my steps, which isn’t a bad thing, so purchased a Fitbit. UGH! I tried three different types over the last couple of years and they were nowhere near as good as the fuel. Finally, the last one I owned slipped off my wrist in the supermarket and I didn’t even try to find it! I was over it.

Unfortunately, as sad as it is, I stopped making the extra effort to exercise and walk. Nothing was holding me accountable. Yes, I admit it, I was cheating myself. Yesterday, determined to get back on track, I bought an Apple watch. It seemed the most logical thing to do. I have a Macbook Pro, iPhone and iPad (yes Apple are taking over the world), and they’re so easy to use. So far so good. After one day I’m in competition with myself to get in my daily steps, use my elliptical and generally beat the machine on my wrist!

Never thought I’d need to feel accountable to a computer…..but I am. I’m not ashamed of it either. I’ll use what I can to keep myself fit.

Keep stepping folks!

 

Cotton Buds in the Sky

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Dangling the Carrot

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I’m by no means rich, not in money anyway. I have a beautiful daughter, a great son in law and I’m married to a good, somewhat quirky man. I live in the gorgeous state of Colorado. My passion is travel. I love traveling, as you may have gathered if you read this blog. I love the history and the character of both Italy and Mexico. In a little over a month, we’re flying to Italy. My husband and I are meeting friends in a villa in Campania on the Amalfi Coast overlooking the perfect Mediterranean. My daughter and her husband (and a couple of their friends) are joining us. Vacation family style. Love it.

When I come back I’ll be sad, so I booked my 2018 vacation in Mexico…..I call it “Dangling the Carrot”. Its what keeps me going.

55 Days to go!

If I could start my career over again, I’d be a travel counsellor. Nothing gives me more pleasure than traveling to new places and visiting place I’ve been before and loved.

Since my last trip to Italy (two years ago), I’ve had health concerns, a visit to the emergency room and more stress than I care to talk about, but I’m hoping to exercise the daemons and get all of these issues blown away in the place that soothes my heart and soul, Italy! I can’t wait to sit in the pool of the beautiful villa we’re renting, and look out at the perfect blue waters of the Mediterranean. 55 Days to go!

 

Ode to Ethel

A single mum for years, you made my clothes,
You were a newly wed at fifty, I came on your honeymoon,
I was a teenager of the sixties, you didn’t understand,
But you tried,

When I was fifteen I persuaded you to take me to Italy, what fun we had,
When I was seventeen you taught me to drive, not an easy task.
You taught me to cook, to love and to forgive,
I was a handful mam, a new generation,

You came and stayed with me in Germany, when I had my child,
How you loved Joanna, and nursed her to let me sleep,
You crossed the Atlantic when we moved to America, you were in your eighties,
I never saw you again alive, but I tried,

In 2002 I flew to England, you hadn’t long to go,
Alzheimer’s had you in its grip, and you weren’t well,
I missed you by a couple of hours, but I’m sure you knew I was there,
I still miss you mam,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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