Today is my dear sister’s birthday. She lives on a mountain top in the Daniel Boone National Forest. While she loves her cabin, and it is a beautiful little home, I wouldn’t be able to stand the isolation. She does have a couple of neighbors plus two daughters, one who lives with her and the other next door. Me, I love the city. I loved the little house where I lived in Colorado. The main street ran past the house with a train track behind the homes across the street. Night and day fire trucks raced by or a train rumbled and clanged down the tracks. I enjoyed the sound of the train. At times the engineer would blow the whistle. It always seemed such a lonesome cry, especially at night. Oh well, I believe I am where God wants me to be, plus my other sister needs me. A lot of good things have happened to me here in Ohio, so I can’t complain. I could, but it wouldn’t change things.
Tigger is the tabby cat which I found in Colorado. He was approximately eight weeks old when he came crawling over the neighbor’s fence to escape a large hawk. My nephew says he was a feral kitten. I disagree. Feral kittens are not that friendly and loving as Tigger was and still is. But boy can he get into trouble. He likes to chew on cords. I have a spray water bottle I use on him any time he looks at an electrical cord. He seems to have backed off somewhat. Anyway, I haven’t caught him near any lately. He also loves to chase ice. If he hears either myself or sister in the freezer cracking the ice trays, he is beside us squawling before we have a chance to empty the first tray. Another thing he loves to do is lay in front of my monitor while I’m trying to type or play solitaire. But he cuddles so sweetly and follows me around like the pups do. I do love the brat cat as sister calls him.
The calendar claims spring has arrived. I don’t believe the weather people. Last week we had snow, then rain, after that one wonderful day of sunshine and now it’s back to gloom. My sister is addicted to blueberries. I drove to the Blueberry Patch yesterday to purchase six pounds of frozen berries for her. On the veranda, they display container after container of the bright colored panseys. There were purples ones, yellow, red multi-colored, orange and white ones. Glorious little faces staring up at me begging to be bought and planted. Where in the hell is the warm weather for this place?
I have been so busy working on FOR LOVE OF HANNAH, I didn’t realize it has been a while since I’ve written a post. Sorry. Sometimes I become so focus, I can’t seem to think of anything else. Thanks to a gentleman on Facebook, I purchased ProWriting Aid. It is a fantastic software program for author. I don’t always agree with the suggestions it makes. So I keep what sounds right to me and go on from there. I only have about twenty-five thousand words write and the first draft of HANNAH will finished. Then comes the rewrite, the adding, deleting, rearranging and everything involved in completing a novel. Once it is complete, then I will finish TO CATCH A DREAM. These two books need to be completed before August. I have a lot of work to do.
Everyone have a great weekend and stay safe. Remember, NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER SURRENDER.