Bird is the Word

Happy March!

The Ides of March
St. Patrick's Day
Shamrocks and Leprechauns
The ever-present March winds
And in Texas... bluebonnets!

Here in our garden, we also have a blooming Bird of Paradise. Doesn't this bloom and unopened bud look like a brightly plumed tropical bird!

I shared here when the first bloom opened in late December or early January. That would be the body of this "bird." It's looked like this for about three weeks now. I hope that second bud opens soon--it looks huge.

I don't know if or when it will bloom next season. We moved its mother from Corpus Christi to San Antonio, but "Mom" was way too large to move here. So we brought her baby. Looks as if she likes it here.

February was a sad month, as our sweet dog Wrangler received his angel wings a couple of days before Valentine's Day. He would have been 15 on April 1. Although he loved us all, Wrangler was my dog more than anyone else's. When we adopted him as a new puppy, husband was traveling a lot and then had some medical issues. Wrangler and I were a team, and he was always where I was. He was my Velcro Dog, on a mission to watch over me and keep me safe from all harm. He did an amazing job and I miss him, but he's running and playing now, so all is good.

His brother, Shiner, has taken up the slack by stepping into Big Bro's shoes. He now supervises all we do and keeps us safe from wind and leaves, the UPS and Amazon drivers, and the dogs next door.

I'm happy to tell you that, knock wood, writing is going well. Gracie says hi. This is a lead-up to let you know that Bluebonnet Ballerina, the second book in the Amazing Gracie Trilogy, will be on sale from March 23-29. It's always free to read with a Kindle Unlimited subscription and it's also available in paperback. But if you want your very own Kindle edition, the last week of March will be a perfect time to snap it up.

Gracie Hofner returns, and chaos reigns—including a couple of ghosts trying to save their granddaughter. But as Gracie dances from problem to problem, she’s unaware the music has been orchestrated into a murderous symphony.

When a different melody reaches Gracie’s ears from a guitar played by the new tenant living in her garage apartment, her tension vanishes. She listens unseen, cocooned in the shadows on her patio, and wonders who he’s longing for—and how it would feel for a man to crave her that much.

She can’t dwell on those thoughts, however. Problems of murder and missing prisoners abound. To say nothing of the ghosts. No one ever said being a law enforcement consultant would be easy.

I will be back here on April Fool's Day - Wednesday, April 1. See you then!

Hugs,

Carol