Deep in the Snake River Canyon. That’s where I’m preparing this post right now—offline, with no guarantee that cell service will return in the morning. So if you read this later than usual, you’ll know I sent it when we arrived in Colfax, en route back to Whatcom County.
Of all weeks for a delay, it’s this one, when I can hardly wait to share this with you: the cover for my debut novel, fresh from the award-winning design team at She Writes Press.
I love it, and hope you do, too.
Sugar Birds, hatching this coming August 3, 2021–ten months and a handful of days from NOW.
And in an eggshell, here are SM posts from earlier this week:
Why the surprise?
“What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.”
And the king said to her, “What is it, Queen Esther? What is your request? It shall be given you, even to the half of my kingdom.”
Roadside weed . . . or royal garb?
(Queen Anne’s Lace)
“God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.”
—2 Timothy 1:7
“. . . because he was the son of his old age. And he made him a robe of many colors.”
Welcome, friends. I’m glad you’re here.
Watching Nature, Seeing Life: Through His Creation, God Speaks.