Ch. 35.3 -- Janine sat still for a while, thinking hard. “It’s time to talk to Col and Bee.” Fritter gestured. “Have you forgotten the storm?” “Of course not, but one of the Jubjub birds might be willing to take a message.” After the three princes had wounded Cresty, his sisters had come to Janine… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch 35.3 — The Jubjub Birds
Ch. 34.2 -- Matthew and his companions sat around the fire on logs, watching as the woman poured them each a mug of hot wine that steamed and smelled oh so good. For a moment no one said anything. They drank it down. Matthew felt the warmth spread all the way to his toes. The… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 34.2 — A Meal in the Cave
CH. 34 -- Matthew, Mark, and their guards struggled through the snow. The temperature had dropped, and the wind tore at their clothing as it wailed around them. Matthew's teeth chattered. The driving snow felt like nails being hammered into his face. The horses were exhausted. They crested yet another hill and started downward. “We’ve… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 34 — A Refuge in the Storm?
Hey it’s good to be back home again, Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend, Yes, and hey it’s good to be back home again. John Denver had a way of combining words and music that moves my heart. In this song he describes exactly how I feel about my native land.… Continue reading Alberta Beauty
A big storm moved in this past weekend, dumping about 5 inches of snow on us. A very kind neighbor brought his Bobcat over last night and shoveled snow out of everyone’s driveway down our street. By morning we had another 3 inches, so we spent a few hours this morning shoveling off the patios… Continue reading More Snow? Oh, No!