#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


It’s the Beginning…

…of another exciting week here at the main house. The barn is almost finished, and the horses are slated to come home TOMORROW. I can hardly believe the day is finally–almost–here.
I’m not sure when my new baby, a mare named April, will arrive–my brother found her for me, and she’s ultra-gentle. No bucking broncs for this cowgirl. (Yes, there will be pictures.) In fact, I’m going to have a friend teach me to upload photos right into the blog.

As for today, I’ve got writing on the schedule.

I continue to come across things I want to tell Dad, or buy for him. I just go ahead and tell him, knowing he hears, (Dad, did you know Stonewall Jackson sucked on fresh lemons constantly, even in the heat of battle, and it’s a mystery where he got them, given the blockades and general shortage of supplies on the Confederate side?) and he would have said not to spend the money on presents anyhow. He was one of those rare people who considered what they already had to be more than enough. He was happy with my stepmother, Edith, the yard and flowers, the wood shop downstairs, family, and a legion of friends.

The many cards, letters and notes I have received have been a great comfort to me. I love the wonderful way other people remember him–as a good friend, always ready with a bouquet of flowers from his garden or a new joke.

Love you, Daddy.

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