What is a blog?

That's what I keep asking myself. Seems every other writer has plenty to say, lots of riveting stories to tell...me nothing. I live a humdrum life in the country, but I love it!! You can move a country girl to the city but she'd still be country to the bone.

I could talk about all the chicken snakes that keep pestering me when I'm outside, whine about how difficult it's been with all the rain to get the garden planted. Or boast about how...when we fish in our front yard pond, I catch the most fish. lol. Morgan and Jackie drag me into a competition, whether I want to be or not.

I could talk about how hard it's been of late to find time, or the energy to write. sigh... tell you how beautiful my flowers are in bloom. Don't remember the name of the bush, but my salmon colored roses are gorgeous.

June fifth was my thirty-third anniversary. Sometimes I find it hard to believe I've been married to the same man for so long. At times it seems an eternity, and other times only yesterday.  For the most part, I'm blessed. Most people don't make it that long.

On the writing front, two stories are rumbling around in my mind. One that needs editing...the other writing. Perigee Moon is a Native American Historical. Danielle's Touch a contemporary, and the story of my heart.

Okay, enough rambling. I'll really try to blog one day soon.