A year since my last blog. My apologies. In the past year, I have celebrated yet another birthday while on a trip to the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. Margaret and I visited old friends and enjoyed the crisp mountain air! Hard to believe, but it has been five years since A Wolf Called Ring was published in October of 2014. Dub, Ring, and Honey Gal have traveled many miles since that first book through four more volumes. Dub is growing up and is a teenager in volume 6, which is currently in production with our publisher. We look forward to its publication and sharing it with our friends and family, God willing and the creek don't rise! (For you young-uns out there, ask an old timer what that means.)
Wow! What a wonderful 85th birthday! What with all the "Happy Birthday" wishes and the various pictures everyone shared on social media, it really made this old heart swell. Thank you to everyone and my wonderful wife for making it such a special day. We hope to be heading out soon to do research for another book and I'll be doing it knowing that there are folks that will enjoy the end result. This "old man" has spring in his step again!!
Sorry I haven't posted in a while but we've been really busy trying to keep our garden going in this HOT HOT summer! I'm sure any of you that have ever sweated over planting vegetables know how much work it is to keep them going with the lack of rain and extreme heat the way it's been so far this summer. It's a lot of work but boy, if you've ever had home-grown tomatoes and purple hull peas, you sure know it's worth it. There's nothing better than that with a little home-made cornbread to make it all worth while.
Margaret and I went to Negreet and saw the old Carter place which is one of the homes of my childhood (which I mention in my books). It's been remodeled and looks amazing. Looks like how I remember it from 70 years ago. Tried to go by the Courtney place but someone bought it and there is a gate across the road now. It was really a fun day with beautiful weather and a trip down Memory Lane.
As the authorities recently opened the flood gates on Toledo Bend Dam after some heavy rains, the Sabine River once again rose beyond it's banks as expected. Very few of my readers will remember the time before the dam's existence, but I know I sure do. Since I grew up in those hills, I can remember like it was yesterday how beautiful it was. It's just a different landscape now.
As I was taking my morning walk early this morning, you should have heard the catbirds singing! Between them and the many other species of birds singing, I officially declare that Spring is here in our little piece of the woods. It was an amazing display of God and nature and I was lucky enough to enjoy it! They say the early bird gets the worm, but in this case, the early walker gets the birds. HAHA
I know it's too soon since the 5th book was released to get excited, but I've heard from several of my readers that they really like this one a lot. Margaret and I are truly blessed and hope that everyone who reads it feels the same. Meanwhile, we are working on the next one!
"Home Again", the fifth book in the Wolf series, finally came out in the print version (e-book was already available). We are so excited and pleased to see this one in print. I'll update my website so you can read more about it there but I'll just say "The adventures of Dub and Wolf and Honey Gal continue on in this book as well".
You are such a part of me that even when we are not together, I can feel your presence. In the darkest hours of the night, I feel you in the moon glow. I see you in the calm peace of the deep nighttime forest. I can touch you through the joy of my mind. I smell you through the lingering fragrance of the blooming four o'clocks. I know your spirit is always close to me as we walk together in the manner approved by mother nature and I even look forward to the day when we will stroll together through heaven. Happy Birthday to my beautiful wife and my best friend!!
The other day we had our first big frost of the fall. Man, did it feel good outside early that morning!! The crunch beneath my boots as I went down to the barn to check on the bull, the crisp morning air, the vapor that hung in the air with every breath were just reminders of how great it is to be alive! It brought back memories of when I was a kid and we would have to get up early to take care of all the chores before breakfast and school and how, once it turned chilly, I REALLY didn't want to get out of bed back then. Nowadays, it's a different story. The older I get, the earlier I wake up and start my day. I guess that's just life.
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