“. . . to eat the bride’s bouquet.” Look who decided to crash the wedding!
Feeling especially glad to be writing novels which take place long, long before the invention of the Internet.
Reupping one of my all-time favorite graphics, just in time for the holidays!
I know where *I* want to be shipwrecked.
Sorry . . . I couldn’t resist. ;)
My annual farewell to Daylight Saving Time . . .
Pretty sure my dog wrote this. :)