There would be no flight for birds without the wind underneath their wings |
bird migration over my backyard last weekend |
one of the wind vanes near Sweetwater, Texas |
December 25 was a windy, snowy day to drive down from Amarillo |
There would be no flight for birds without the wind underneath their wings |
bird migration over my backyard last weekend |
one of the wind vanes near Sweetwater, Texas |
December 25 was a windy, snowy day to drive down from Amarillo |
at the swimming hole |
at the falls in the no-swimming area |
the drop form this rock to the water is about 10-15 feet, I think |
my baby who loved the cool waters |
the migrating birds over my yard...this wasn't the think of it |
took this with my iPhone also...I love the water in it...from the rain |
When Tessa Duvall, a struggling artist, reluctantly agreed to accompany her best friend Holly to a party at the elegant Charrington Grange Hotel, she had every intention of sneaking off early. For parties full of strangers bored the knickers off Tessa and this one proved to be no exception - until she encountered Ross Monahan, whose wicked reputation was as high profile as the hotel he owned and ran with such panache. But whilst Holly set about ensnaring his reluctant brother Max, Tessa simply accepted Ross for what he was, a sensational one-night stand...until she realised, weeks later, that one-night stands can have far-reaching consequences...
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A ride I would never try...it can only end with my hurling contents of my stomach |
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another one of those rides I could never do. In fact, anything with circular-like motion is out of the question even if the circle is a big loop, somehow, my guts will know and will protest. |
my son at one of the bridge spanning little creeks |
also just one of the numerous "nature will kill you" signs |
the last 3rd of this interesting descent |
Photo courtesy of my kids who enjoy playing that Pig game |
the skies at Valley Art Gallery |
My oldest son, we're getting ready to go walking now |
a statue on the trail, I forgot her name |
Straight Out Of Palu Duro Canyon, Texas |
Straight Out Of some fallen trees |
Straight Out Of a dead tree |
a tulip at Walmart |
a flower at Tom Thumb |
the pattern on my stockings |
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When Eleanor Brice unexpectedly wins the heart of Gregory Desmarais, Crown Prince of Cartheigh, she's sure she's found her happily-ever-after. Unfortunately, Prince Charming has a loose grip on his temper, a looser grip on his marriage vows, and a tight grip on the bottle.
Eight years of mistreatment, isolation and clandestine book learning hardly prepare Eleanor for life at Eclatant Palace, where women are seen, not heard. According to Eleanor's eavesdropping parrot, no one at court appreciates her unladylike tendency to voice her opinion. To make matter worse, her royal fiancé spends his last night of bachelorhood on a drunken whoring spree. Before the ink dries on her marriage proclamation Eleanor realizes that she loves her husband's best friend, former soldier Dorian Finley.
Eleanor can't resist Dorian's honesty, or his unusual admiration for her intelligence, and soon both are caught in a dangerous obsession. She drowns her confusion in charitable endeavors, but the people's love can't protect her from her feelings. When a magical crime endangers the bond between unicorns, dragons, and the royal family, a falsely accused Eleanor must clear her own name to save her life. The road toward vindication will force a choice between hard-won security and an impossible love.
The Cracked Slipper is a book club friendly fairytale retelling in the vein of Gregory Maguire, with a dash of romance. Set in a pseudo-renaissance, corset-and-petticoats enchanted kingdom, The Cracked Slipper brings a magical twist to women's fiction.