Sauntering is ambling, meandering, sort of a slow, easy, lazy gait. This early in the morning, with my first cup of coffee unfinished before me, I am definitely sauntering into Sunday. No headlong rush for me!
Enthusiasm for the launch of Grave Heritage (September 19) continues. Pre-order from my publisher and enter for a chance to win a signed copy; pre-orders are also open at Amazon for the Kindle version. One of my friends asked yesterday if Amazon would have the paperback. Definitely so. Maybe there’ll be an audio version one of these days.
Today would have been my dad’s birthday. He was my rock, my protector and my hero. Never a day goes by that I don’t think of him and wish I could talk to him. When I was a child, I thought my dad was right about everything; the whole world might be on the wrong track, but not Dad. That’s still pretty much my consensus.
It’s nice to live in a town where the countryside lingers.
Photo by Sara Manos
Not far from here, there’s a beautiful pond. Geese and ducks love it.
I imagine other animals do too, those small creatures who slip from the woods at night and, hidden by shadows, head to the pond for a drink of water. The other day, I noticed a really neat thing. Adult Black Angus cattle were in the pond, in a semi-circle facing the bank. Between them and the edge of the pond were their babies. It was as if these grown-up cows were keeping an eye on the youngsters, ringing them in so they wouldn’t get into deep water.
Shouldn’t that be the role of adult people too? Parents, grandparents, teachers; we should stand between our children and dangerous waters, things too deep for them. We should lovingly provide a hedge to keep them safe.
God has done that for us. He gave us His Word to keep us out of deep waters. Our problems come when we dive in anyway, disregarding His boundaries.
Before the week becomes hectic and we get busy and tend not to notice the beauty around us, it’s good to take a moment, have another cup of coffee, and saunter into Sunday. I hope, for you, this is the beginning of a lovely week.
Each of the Darcy and Flora cozy mysteries is a stand-alone book. However, reading the first three will give you a background for Grave Heritage. Do you wonder how I came up with the title? You’ll remember in Best Left Buried, Darcy uncovers some secrets from her family’s past. In Grave Heritage, Flora worries about the family background and Darcy’s heritage.
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