#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller
Sunny Morning on the Triple L

Greetings, Parablites.  (Parablonians?)  :)

First, last week’s winners: Teri S and Evelyn Dinunzio.  Congratulations, ladies!  For those of you who are not, alas, Teri or Evelyn, do not despair.  The new round starts today, and all you have to do is comment. 

What have I been up to?  Well, now that I’ve emerged from my own personal dark night of the soul, I’m doing quite well, thank you.  Catching up on all manner of things–I had a badly needed haircut yesterday, courtesy of my future son-in-law, Jeremy, a man of many talents.  (He also helps out with the horses and takes care of the yard.)

As indicated by today’s blog title, we are enjoying (really enjoying) a spate of beautiful summer weather.  Blue skies and sunshine–and I’m relishing both.

I was only down two tenths of a pound last week at Weight Watchers, but it’s all good.  I’m well on my way to goal–even if I haven’t decided yet exactly what ‘goal’ will be–and wearing smaller sizes, too. 

I’m still listening to the Daily Audio Bible and still having a pretty hard time with the Old Testament.  For now, I’m hanging in. 

My reading has been mostly listening lately–one of you recommended a book called THE TALIBAN CRICKET CLUB, and I’m nearing the end of it now.  What a gripping, heart-wrenching story–the heroine is a young Afghanistani woman trying to cope with life under the iron thumb of the regime, and sometimes my heart breaks for her–she is not allowed even the simplest personal freedom.  As a lifelong resident of a free country, I am grateful for the reminder of the countless blessings we enjoy in the Western hemisphere, even with all the current problems.  We enjoy an abundance of material things, like clean water and electricity and grocery stores overflowing with an impressive variety of food, but there is much more to be thankful for, of course: we are valued as human beings, we can speak our minds and wear make-up and have careers.  Tragically, this is not the case in much of the world.

Lest you get the impression that the abovementioned book is a complete downer, let me say that it is beautifully written, a story well worth reading, and God knows the heroine is someone you’ll definitely be rooting for.

I’ve also been doing a lot of ‘art therapy’, as I call it.  Making artist trading cards, both for swaps and just because.  There are new issues of some of my favorite magazines, SOMERSET STUDIO, SOMERSET GALLERY, ART JOURNALING and, last but never least, CLOTH, PAPER, SCISSORS.  I am totally inspired! 

Best of all, I have a book to write.  :)  And I’d better get at it.

Smile at someone today.  Say something kind.  After all, the smallest gestures can make a BIG difference. 

Good Morning, Parable

Well, so far, so good.  Nobody has died or hurt themselves, knock on wood.  A very promising sign.

Our contest winners for last week are: Lizzy Gaasenbeck and Jean Browning.  The new round begins today, so here’s a routine recap of the rules.  All you need to do is comment.  Winners will be chosen at random and notified, via email, by Jenni.  If you don’t receive this email, you didn’t win, no matter how similar your name is to the one announced on the blog.  I stress this last part only because we’ve had some confusion in this regard lately.  (Hard to imagine, though, that there would be more than one Lizzy Gaasenbeck. :) )

Over the weekend, I mostly vegged and did artist trading cards–the 2.5 in. by 3.5 in. mini-artworks I like to swap online but often (very often) make just for my own enjoyment.  I’m having a ball with some new cutting dies (the kind you use with a Sissix machine), luminous paints and rub-on colors made by those clever people at Viva Decor, etc.  I’m in the process of building a small accordian book (see the ATC Accordian Book video available free at www.Joggles.com, one of my favorite sources of art toys by the way), and just generally having a grand ole time experimenting.  I still get more flops than successes, but that doesn’t bother me. 

I also binged on audiobooks, including two more gothics by Wendy Webb, THE FATE OF MERCY ALBAN and THE TALE OF HALCYON—(Halcyon Somebody-or-other, the  lastname eludes me at the moment)  :), a book by Joe McMoneagle, THE STARGATE CHRONICLES, which I enjoyed but discarded when I got to the place where he gave away his faithful dog.  He had a reason, but a deal is a deal.  When you get a pet, to my way of thinking, you have made a sacred commitment–no matter how inconvenient that commitment might turn out to be later on.  I’m just sayin’….

My great nephew continues to make steady progress.  He’s off the breathing equipment and out of the incubater and gaining weight.  Thank you for your prayers and good wishes, my friends.  Truly, you will never know how much strength your love and patience has brought to me and mine.

Losses come to everyone, of course–no one is immune to that.  The last few knocked me for the proverbial loop, but I’m getting better by the day.  God is so very good. 




Cattle drives rarely went more than ten or twelve miles a day, as the cattle had to be given time to rest and graze. A drive from Texas to Montana could take up to five months.