Author, writer, photographer, speaker,
reader, lover of antique people,
books, cars, furniture, letters and gardening tools.
Daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, auntie, friend, teacher, dog lover, gardener, neighbor, and beloved
daughter of the King of Kings.
"We write, critique, rewrite, critique, rewrite, critique, and then edit - somehow out of all the endless hours of work, anguish and prayer, a book is born after a labor of love."
- Kathy Boyd Fellure
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~Welcome to my Homepage ~ ~
If you were walking through the front door of my home, this is where I would greet you with a warm welcome.
I live in Amador County of the Sierra Nevada Foothills in California, not too far from where I grew up.
My husband Joe and daughter Jenny share our cozy home with two doggies; Missy - a relaxed middle age Rottweiler and Jacob, a Black Labrador mix puppy with boundless energy and a penchant for mischief.
Books overflow shelves every room in our home, vintage typewriters and modern computers share desk space and the animals sometimes take over. It is but a momentary revolt easily quelled with biscuits, a romp in our oak tree studded backyard and a good scratch behind the ears. Man and best friend live together peaceably near the Shenandoah Valley wineries steeped in the rich history that surrounds our abode.
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My heart leads where my feet wander or intentionlly travel during my lifetime. I 've
ventured to many different places ~ Mexico, Canada, England. My husband and I made a cross-country trip with our two young sons before we moved to England.
As we made our way across the United States, heading out from Sacramento, California, we encountered a blizzard after spending our first night in Salt Lake City, Utah. We made it to Laramie, Wyoming, spent another night, snowed in, before forging ahead to Bellevue, Nebraska where we were stranded for the next three days.
We plowed through the next day and night, just ahead of the storm all the way through Iowa, Illinois and Indiana,to East Liverpool, Ohio.
After leaving Ohio, I traveled throughout Pennsylvania, West Virginia, New York and Vermont before the boys and I joined my husband, who had journeyed on overseas ahead of us. . Nothing on this trip went as planned, absolutely not a single thing. But what an adventure.
Life is full of surprises, it is what you do with them along the way, that matters. I always have a tablet of paper, pen, pencil, or a lipstick, if there isn't anything else, to jot down whatever a seemingly mundane moment tranforms into, in the blink of an eye.
There is a story somewhere in mix, dancing across a tightrope, holding an umbrella with one hand while balancing a prickly pineapple with the other.
If you don't find the story, the story will find you, wherever you go...
Nothing on my journey would have meaning or purpose without my Savior.
"Commit thy works unto the Lord, and thy thoughts shall be established."
-Proverbs 12:3
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