Tomorrow and Thursday I will sponsor a free e-book giveaway for Grave Shift on Amazon. The price should be listed as “free”. I hope you’ll order one for your Kindle even though you may have a paperback copy already. If you would like to write a review after you read the book, I’d appreciate it although, of course, that’s not a prerequisite for ordering. My goal is for you to read and enjoy Grave Shift. Then you might want to search for The Cemetery Club on Amazon or other websites and perhaps look forward to reading Best Left Buried when it comes out later this spring. It is a writer’s sincere wish that her readers enjoy each book. At least, it’s this writer’s wish.
The weather person assured me last night that rain would commence around 11:00 and this morning I would awake to a wet world. As far as I can see, it’s a cloudy world but as yet, not wet. Night has given away to the gray light of dawn. The little solar lights and the solar owl in my birthday/container garden are about to wink out and the lights of my neighbors are winking on. They look homey and inviting in the darkness. I think back to the mornings my ancestors knew. They got out of bed before the sun too and turned on lights. But their lights were a bit different. They would lift the glass chimney from a kerosene lamp and stick a match to the wick. The lamp light was softer than our electric lights but created halos of brightness as the family went about the business of frying sausage and eggs, baking biscuits and making coffee; all this on a stove which had a glow about it and warmed the kitchen as the wood burned. When my grandfather walked down the hill to the barn, he carried a kerosene lantern with him so he could see to the chore of feeding and milking cows.
The wind that stirs the new leaves this morning has a chilly breath. We may be in for a short re-visit from winter. But winter, like the darkness, cannot possibly last long. So I’ll remind myself that the calendar says “spring” and I’ll thank God for another lovely day.
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