Recently my sis gave me this vase for my birthday. (We agree not to give each other gifts, but sometimes the temptation overwhelms us.)
Don’t you love the whole idea of blossoming? Blossoms, though fragile and short-lived, make such a difference in our world. This year, especially, when I’ve been pretty much confined to the house, flowers in bloom (seen through the windows) have really spread cheer.
BUT during the past few days, I’ve been able to walk about a little bit . . . water the pots on our deck, relocate a couple of misplaced plants, smell blossoms, even take a short walk on our back path with Lance right beside me. Ahh…lovely!
Seems to me that blossoming is what most of us truly long to do. We want to use our gifts to brighten this sad old world. I’m grateful for writing as a vehicle to do just that. To that end, I’ve been working on short stories lately, tales from history (both long ago and recent) that warm the heart.
These will appear in A Hill Country Christmas, releasing in September. How fun to work with Hill Country author Lynn Dean and several others to create a lovely book for readers to enjoy this winter!
It’s already nearly July, and soon autumn colors will brighten our blossoms. That’s okay, too–fall = my favorite season.
May this season of life bring you joy as you use your gifts.
It’s been so fun discovering Texas Hill Country history and hearing it told through the perspective of several writers! 🙂
Yes!
What an honor to be invited to contribute to what promises to be a wonderful collection of stories, Gail. I will certainly order it.
Blessings!
Thanks so much — I love the creative process, where an idea leads to brainstorming and that leads to work!
Sounds like another good read will soon be on my shelves. Thanks Ms. Gail. I appreciate fall, but spring is my favorite time of year. Except for all the mud to contend with. Sure wouldn’t mind needed my muck boots here for a bit these days.
Y’all need Elijah down there!