I expected to be a little relieved not to have to go out to the barn first thing this morning to greet the horses, fill their pans with their sweet-feed supplement, and make sure the shy members of the band–April and Traveler–got something to eat. Instead, I’m feeling a little blue. So I’ll go out later, after I’ve done some pages, and say howdy–maybe brush one or more of the critters, too. Gotta have me some of that horse-magic, every day.
I’m going full-speed on “The Bridegroom”, the fourth Stone Creek novel, Gideon and Lydia’s story. (You may remember our hero and heroine from Book 3, “A Wanted Man”–they were kids then. Now, they’re all grown up. And it’s really fun checking in with Wyatt and Sarah (“The Rustler”), too. I’m sure Sam and Maddie (“The Man from Stone Creek”) will put in an appearance soon, as well. I guess you could call this a Stone Creek Reunion! While Gideon and Lydia are dealing with some very serious issues, I’m loving every minute I spend with them.
I am a lucky woman, getting paid to do this.
I’ve got some art projects going, too, as always. I’m finally getting the hang of using shrink plastic–the inkjet kind. I made twelve copies of my favorite photo of Dad, his horse Peanuts, and me (I was 2, so Dad would have been 28), and shrunk them down in the oven this morning, between journal entries. The batch came out well, and I’ll be putting them on ATCs as a tribute edition to my favorite cowboy of all time. I sure do miss my daddy, and there’s something very healing in doing these pieces. Most ATC editions are 9 cards–I usually make 12. These will go to family members, most likely, but if they turn out well, I’m going to offer #1 as part of a monthly prize drawing on the website. Stay tuned.
It’s ridiculously late (for me), and I’m still in my pajamas. Someone is here to do computer stuff. Better get saddled up for another day’s ride, before the herd scatters.
Make it a good day.