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TEN THINGS I LOVE ABOUT AUTUMN
A few months
ago someone on the RB4U loop asked this question: What’s your favorite time of
year? My answer was summer. And it still is. But I do like autumn. The only
problem with autumn is that winter follows. If we could only get rid of
January, February and March. But wait, then we’d all be living in San Diego . If only. So
here are the top ten things I like about autumn, in order of importance:
10. The clear, crisp air that dispels the
pollution from the nearby chemical plants.
9. Crockpot stews and soups with warm crusty
bread.
8. I get to wear my new cowboy boots. (Picture
and story to follow).
7. No humidity which means my hair doesn’t fall
flat like it does in the summer. Unlike so many of you, I have zilch curl and
body to my hair, so while you all fight the frizzies, I fight the flatties.
6. Good time to travel. With the kids in school,
the tourist places aren’t as crowded.
5. The new TV season. I’m a TV junkie. I study
TV Guide’s Fall Preview issue every year and map out my viewing schedule.
4. The beautiful autumn foliage that paints the
trees in a colorful collage that brightens every day.
3. Pumpkin. I love pumpkin. I make pumpkin
pancakes, pumpkin squares, and pumpkin bread. I drink pumpkin coffee laced with
pumpkin spice creamer and I slather my pumpkin English muffins with pumpkin
butter. Pumpkin ice cream is a real treat that is only available in autumn.
Yum, Trader Joe’s pumpkin ice cream. As soon as I hear TJ’s has this seasonal
favorite, I run out and buy it. They sell out quickly. I have a great recipe
for pumpkin gingersnap ice cream which I’ll share if anyone wants it.
2. My birthday
is in the fall.
AND MY FAVORITE
THING ABOUT AUTUMN:
1. Thanksgiving.
Now, about
those cowboy boots. I bought them brand new, tags still on, this past May at a
local resale shop. I haven’t had a chance to wear them yet. You might ask: What
does an East Coast born and bred lady do with a pair of cowboy boots? Heck if I
know, but they are so pretty. There’s a background story here. When I was thirteen,
my family took a road trip to the West Coast. We stopped off in Fallon , Nevada , a
one-horse town near Reno
where my father was stationed at the naval air base during WW2. Yes, there was
a naval station in the middle of the desert, still is. We were walking along
the one main street in Fallon and passed a shop selling cowboy boots. In the
window was a beautiful pair of supple-looking brown boots in my size. I begged
my parents for those boots but they said no. I understand now why they said no,
but I wanted the boots. So, fifty years later, I got my boots, and here they
are.
Please tell me.
What are your favorite things about autumn? What don’t you like about the
season? And what the heck do I do with my blue cowboy boots?
And to get into the Christmas mood, here's the blurb from my latest release, A Groom for Christmas, a sensual romance that is like a Hallmark Christmas movie with some intense love scenes.
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New
York jewelry designer
Graceann Palmer has two days to find a fiancé to bring home to Pennsylvania for the
holidays so her matchmaking mama will quit fixing her up with jerks. The Falcon,
a motorcycle-riding, leather-clad former high school crush, helped her out once
before. Maybe he'll do it again.
And to get into the Christmas mood, here's the blurb from my latest release, A Groom for Christmas, a sensual romance that is like a Hallmark Christmas movie with some intense love scenes.
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When
a young woman hires her hometown’s former bad boy to be her pretend fiancĂ© for
the holidays, she finds she can’t wrap up her feelings as easily as a Christmas
gift.
Jake Falco, man of
many mysteries, is back in town on a mission—one the people of Spirit Lake most likely won't appreciate. When
Graceann presents him with her crazy scheme, it gives him something he's always
wanted—a chance to get to know Graceann.
It also gives him the perfect opportunity to add fuel to his project of
revenge.
But as Jake and
Graceann grow closer, their engagement-of-convenience begins to feel like the
real deal—until Jake’s secrets are revealed.
Can a relationship
that began with lies and secrets bloom like a rare Christmas rose into
happily-ever-after?
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