The Years are Trickling Away

abruzzo-presto-privateIt really has been a heck of a year! This year we’ve literally bled money. In the grand scale of things, not that much, but enough to give me the odd panic attack. It has been worth it, we now have a lovely home in Abruzzo. A home with thick stone castle like walls and the sort of wooden doors that aren’t made anymore.
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Last week I published my second book, Ghosts on the Sand, a collection of short stories that were fun to write, and according to many folks, a pleasure to read. Thank you for all of your kind comments. The link below takes you to where this book can be purchased on Amazon for a mere $0.99.

https://amzn.to/2BYocgW

Tomorrow I rise early and start work at 7:00 am (if it ever stops snowing). Tomorrow evening finds me on a flight to Pescara, via Heathrow and Milan. My second trip to Colledimezzo this year, and not my last. My years are trickling away. Got to cram as much in as I can.

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The Last Leaves

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I planted these Aspen trees over ten years ago. The were less than twelve inches tall at the time. I remember the day well. My husband was working in Mexico City and I cut through the sprinkler pipe with my spade. Drama, but I worked out how to fix it. Now these trees are taller than my house, and always the last ones to shed their leaves. Aren’t they lovely?

Now, sitting here at my dining room table, looking at my trees, marveling at their growth and longevity, I tell myself. “Keep Writing!” One day, when I’m dead and gone, my Aspen Trees will still grow and maybe I will be remembered for my books. Currently I’m working on the re-launch of my first book, Girl on the Beach. It should be published late this year or early next year. 

Dead of July – Amazon  Dead of July – Smashwords

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Clinging On

The last of the leaves are clinging on to my Aspen trees this beautiful blustery November morning.DSC01376

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Unwrapping the Fog

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A Toast to Mother Earth.

 

Our world and the skies above never cease to amaze me.

Look at this whirlpool of writhing clouds.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A bright blue autumn sky with Aspen’s wearing their golden gowns.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The sun glistens through the golden leaves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I sit on my wonderful deck and toast the view.

The icing on the cake and a perfect way to relax and enjoy the view.