And advances in audiobooks
I’m using computer technology to create auto-narrated audiobooks. Race to Refuge is my first such audiobook and, it has already been released on Google Play Books.
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As chickens get older they lay fewer eggs. That’s why about a month ago, I blogged about the new chicks we were raising. However, recently a couple of our older hens have laid some tiny eggs.
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It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
I love a white Christmas, but this is April. Yesterday I awoke to a cold, dark, house. The power had failed, and several inches of snow covered the ground. My wife had a fire roaring in the woodstove by the time I stumbled from the bedroom. After a cup of hot chocolate, heated on the woodstove, I stepped onto the back porch and measured the snow at almost six inches deep.
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Signing a book contract is one of the high points in any writer’s career.
My friend, Debby Lee, has just done that with Barbour Publishing for an 80,000-word romance novel titled, Beneath a Peaceful Moon. I’ve already read most of the novel (even though romance is not my thing) because Debby is a member of the Inklings critique group along with me and five other local writers.
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And chickens at the back.
During the winter the deer come by our house almost daily. Sometimes when snow-covered every bit of pasture, there would be five or six deer waiting near our door in the morning. My wife would talk to them like friends as she tossed out apples for them to eat.
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My wife is not a fan of roosters.
They can be aggressive with people, and they have sharp talons. Also, they crow, often in the middle of the night. Years ago we had a rooster that I named Colonel. He was never aggressive with me, and I easily slept through his predawn crowing. My wife never liked him. I still think she had him killed.
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This morning I woke to the croak and ribbit of hundreds of frogs. We have a small pond near the back of our house. On one side of the pond, the grass is high and the ground is marshy, perfect for these amphibians.
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On the last day of February, the temperature rose to about 54 degrees. That meant I could open the one active hive I had and perform a quick inspection of the bee colony. I knew this colony had survived, but I didn’t know how healthy they were. Dead bees littered the main entrance of the hive.
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