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Memories on Mother’s Day by V L Locey

From Christina: I am delighted to share a few thoughts from Vickie Locey, one of my favorite goat-herders and authors. OK, so she’s the only goat-herder I know. Let’s not get picky. She’s here today to share a few special memories. Enjoy!

Memories on Mother’s Day

by V. L. Locey

Hi everyone! My name is V.L. Locey, and I’m an erotic romance author. I’d like to thank Christina for allowing me come visit today. You know, sometimes it is the simplest of occurrences that sets off a memory. It seems of late that quite a few things around my house are doing that, and I don`t mind one bit.

The first touch of a remembrance of my mother came when my dad brought me a hyacinth for Easter. Dad loves to gift the ladies in his life with flowers, and since my mom passed over ten years ago, that leaves me as the sole floral recipient. I love getting flowers so both of us are happy when he arrives with a pot of posies in hand.

Hyacinth
Any time I smell hyacinth it takes me back to working in the flower garden with my mother. She loved hyacinth, and her beds were packed with the fragrant bulbs. She put as many as she could in any bed. Under the living room window was her favorite, for when a warm spring wind would blow up, and the window was cracked to let the stale winter air out, the breeze would carry the smell of hyacinth into the room.

I`m trying to keep the beautiful white plant alive as long as I can. It’s now fully open, and my entire kitchen is heady with scent. No artificial air freshener can top it. I can inhale that wonderful fragrance as I write, and be taken back to the springs of yesteryear with just a whiff.

The other tip off to a memory of mom was during a discussion of movies. Sports movies to be precise. The film Brian’s Song was mentioned. I`m not sure if any of you have seen it, but if not, I`ll just say that it`s a tearjerker of a film about two best friends on the same football team. As soon as the movie was mentioned, I was whisked back to when I first saw the film. It was released in 1971, so it probably took a few years to get to television. Maybe I was sixteen at the most.

Anyway, there my mother and I sat, side by side, weeping like a couple of speckled trout over this movie when my father walked in. Of course, he simply could not understand why we were subjecting ourselves to such emotional upheaval. We flat out refused to change the channel or let him do so. So there we sat, crying amid hiccup fits, until the ending credits rolled.

Those are the memories that mean the most to me. The unplanned ones. Those are the ones I plan to revisit on Mother`s Day and every other day throughout the year.

What are your favorite memories from childhood? Are they tied in with smell, taste, or touch? I`d love to hear about them!

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LoceyV.L. Locey loves worn jeans, belly laughs, anything romantic, Greek mythology, comic books, Rangers hockey, and coffee (Not necessarily in that order). She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a steer named after a famous NHL goalie, and a flock of assorted domestic fowl.

She is a self-published and conventionally published author. She is a proud Torquere Press and Secret Cravings Publishing author. When not writing erotic  romance tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, and GoodReads.

 

A Note from Christina

Vickie  recently contributed a story to  Seduced by the Gamethe 2014 Cancer Charity Anthology. Like so many others, my family has known the devastation of this disease. My maternal grandmother, my mother, a maternal aunt, and my dear younger sister were all taken by cancer.

Please help in the fight to find a cure! You can purchase the book through Amazon or other online booksellers.

SEDUCED BY THE GAME

 

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A Time for Renewal by Kathleen Gallagher

From Christina: I love spring. I especially love getting outside to dig around a bit and plant my favorite herbs.  We have a small flower garden, too, but nothing like the beautiful landscape Kathleen’s husband created. I was thrilled when she offered to share it with readers. I’m sure you’ll find it lovely, too. 

A TIME FOR RENEWAL

by Kathleen Gallagher

 

I know most of us are looking forward to sunshine, flowers, the smell of fresh cut grass and long walks in the park.  Spring is finally here, and it’s the time for new beginnings.

One of the things I look forward to is spending time outdoors in our backyard. My husband transformed the space into an enchanted garden.  There are winding paths, a Japanese tree, rose bushes, vibrant flowers, sea grass, and beautifully sculptured miniature trees, along with a few blue spruce trees. It reminds me of a place where the forest meets a magical garden.

Garden 1

There is an area to barbeque, various seating areas filled with wicker furniture, to relax and read a book. Tucked in a secluded area sits a hammock if we want to take a nap. A larger table and a smaller round table allow our family to enjoy time together on the weekend. Vines of Ivy lace our fence, adding greenery to the background. The birds love their houses, and they dip in and out of the tiny wooden cottages throughout the day. In the corner there’s an enclosed area where we keep the hot tub. It’s a perfect place to light a candle and unwind, while sipping a beverage.

Garden 2

Each year we add something new to our cozy hideaway. I never know what design my husband will come up with. He surprises me every time.

It’s getting closer to the big design project. I can’t wait to spend a cozy afternoon, basking in the sun with the light scent of spring flowers lingering in the air.

About Kathleen: Kathleen lives in New Jersey with her husband and their two dogs. She’s a registered nurse who works in an emergency room. Writing has been her passion since she was a young girl. Contemporary and paranormal romance are her favorites.  She has three adult children and three lovable grandsons. Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey. You might find Kathleen on the beach down The Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat, sipping on an iced tea, dreaming up her next romance novel. 

On Becoming a Butterfly

It happens at least once each week — usually more often. I’ll be casually scrolling my way through post after post on Facebook, wading though a tireless stream of book promotions, personal rants and health updates, when suddenly my attention is caught by something beautiful.

My latest special find is this:

Butterfly

I fell in love with the image, the quote, and the inspiration contained in these few, simple words. At once, I was off on a search, curious about the author, Trina Paulus.

My first on-line searches turned up little information, only an additional quote about butterflies and flowers. Surely there must be more!

Hope for the Flowers

A little more searching finally led me to Goodreads, to Trina Paulus herself, and to an inspiring book first published over forty years ago. Sometimes I wonder where I’ve been in recent years. How could I have completely missed this little jewel?

From Goodreads:

 “Hope for the Flowers” is an inspiring allegory about the realization of one’s true destiny as told through the lives of caterpillars, Stripe and Yellow, who struggle to “climb to the top” before understanding that they are meant to fly.

I searched out the author profile to learn more and came across a delightful lady who believes in hope.  She describes her book as a novel “for adults and others  — including caterpillars who can read.”  She is an advocate of organic farming, composting, holistic health, and spiritual search.

Now on a quest to learn as much as possible about Trina Paulus, I discovered her website:

Hope for the Flowers

Let’s talk for a moment about this whole process of becoming a butterfly. It’s a scary thing, really, at least it surely must be when seen from the perspective of a lowly caterpillar. How frightening to think of soaring through the sky, of having to rely on a pair of fragile wings to keep from falling!

Oh, yes, how much easier instead to remain a caterpillar, to inch our way over the earth, maybe now and then dreaming about flying, but feeling safer and so much more secure in our comfortable skin.

Change is a fearsome thing, indeed. We yearn for it, but so often, we let our worries and doubts stand in the way. I’ve often heard it said that change only comes when “the pain of not-changing” becomes too great to bear. Sometimes, they seems to be true.

I’d like to think of change in a more positive sense, as something beautiful that comes into our lives, something good that we can create if we’re willing to let go of old ways.

To bring about true, lasting change — to reach for the skies and live our dreams — we really must have that desire to fly, a desire so strong that we are willing to give up being caterpillars.

Scary? Frightening? Fearsome? Change can be all of this…and more. It can also be awesome, incredible, wondrous, and beautiful.

And yes, I’ve already ordered a copy of the book.

Show…Don’t Tell by Ju Ephraime

From Christina: Every woman has a special heart throb, I think. Maybe a few of us have several! I know I do. While my heart and soul will always belong only to my husband, I’ll still drool over a handsome face on the silver screen, or more likely, the television screen. Today, Ju Ephraime talks about her Valentine’s crush.

Show, Don’t Tell

by Ju Ephraime

Valentine’s Day is fast approaching and romance is in the air. Chocolate hearts, roses, and greeting cards are everywhere. But for me nothing will do without my true valentine. My true valentine is a man I can’t touch and can only watch on television. I watch him and my heart flutters. He’s not young, does not have a six-pack. He’s not even terribly handsome, but he knows how to use, what I’ve been told as an author, is so terribly important—show and not tell.

Boy, can that man show without ever opening his mouth once. He talks with his eyes and the tilt of his head.

Just by moving his head slightly and with the raise of an eyebrow; a squint of an eye, or a wide-eyed look, he conveys it all.

Michael Kitchen

I’m talking about the British actor, Michael Kitchen in Foyle’s War, the British detective drama television series. Phew!

For more on Michael, click here:

Michael Kitchen

 

OK, so who is YOUR secret crush? What handsome face makes your heart flutter?  Whose voice sends your head spinning with wild and crazy thoughts?

Ju

About Ju Ephraime: She describes herself as “an eternal optimist”. She’s also an avid reader and writer, especially of high heat romance. She loves a good, exciting story. You’ll find her and her many books at her blog:

Ju Ephraime

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