#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Sunshine!

This Tuesday is off to a beautiful, sun-splashed start. This is the kind of weather that makes me LOVE the autumn season. I won’t rhapsodize, having already done so in a previous blog, but suffice it to say, I feel almost festive today. I’m eager to get back to Lonesome Bend, Colorado, where Conner Creed and Tricia McCall are already striking sparks. :)

Banjo came home from his second stay at the veterinary hospital yesterday, this time with an abcess in one hoof, and he’s been raising a fuss in his stall ever since because he wants to run around the pasture with the rest of the herd. Vet says no, however. Banjo Man needs to do a little more healing first. The way he whinnies and complains, you’d think he was being poked with a stick. Larry, the Canadian Wrangler, is happy to have his little band all together again, for sure. Horses have such powerful energy that when one of them is away, I can actually feel it. I think I’d know, even without looking, if one of my hayburners went missing.

I’ve been decorating–sort of a combination of Halloween and Thanksgiving. :) It’s a lot of fun, and Hobby Lobby is more than happy to supply me with cute accent pieces. So far, the big theme is pumpkins, but there are also some pilgrims and natives hanging around.

My buddy Chris has been straightening out the craft room downstairs. Yeehaw! I can actually FIND stuff. Right now, I’m working on ATCs, as always, and a journal made from an ordinary composition book. As I’ve said before, the fun for me is in the discoveries, the experiments, whether they fail or succeed. It’s a win-win.

And that’s the news from my kitchen table.

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“Keep your ear to the ground” referred to the practice of plainsmen listening to the ground to hear hoof beats. It became the westerner’s warning to stay alert.

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