Angela Hunt is on Seekerville today

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A few years ago I was tucked into my hotel room after spending a delightful day in two schools--Cumberland Christian Academy in Austell and Whitefield Academy in Vinings, Georgia. I had reserved the evening for last minute polishing of The Elevator, which was due in less than twenty-four hours.

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Mother Theresa

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People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.

----Mother Theresa

God Bless You on this Holy Day

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Easter Bunnies!

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I'm on Cheryl St. John's Blog today

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Giving writing advice.

Be Afraid

Chance to Win Deep Trouble

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Today on

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SUPER HUGE BOOK GIVE AWAY TODAY

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including some of mine

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Deep Trouble-Montana Marriages

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That headline almost sounds ominous doesn't it?

Just so you know.....I've got TWO books releasing in May.

I've talked about Deep Trouble quite a bit, but not so much Montana Marriages.

Montana Marriages is a repackage. One big book containing three books that have released before one at a time.

Contained in Montana Marriages

Montana Rose

The Husband Tree

Wildflower Bride.

Those three books will go out of print, though you can still find them through a bookstore or on Amazon, Barnes and Noble's website or cbd.com

 And Montana Marriages sells for a reasonable price, too. Montana Marriages--with three books--will sell for less than the cost of two books

 

So if you've missed any of the Montana Marriages Series, buy them

HERE

And if you want Deep Trouble (wow, again, ominous!) Buy it HERE

Deep Trouble is a sequel to Cowboy Christmas and Cowboy Christmas is on Super Sale at CBD.com. So if you haven't read Cowboy Christmas and want to read both books, here's a chance to get Cowboy Christmas for a great price.

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The Glare

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These are pictures of My Cowboy treating a newborn calf.

But the things he does to a newborn calf aren't what I want you to focus on.

Instead, check out mama and her GLARE.

She is NOT happy.

Here she is.

My Cowboy said to me, "Take pictures if you want, but your job is to holler if she comes at me. But she won't, she's a nice cow."

My response, "Shall I have them carve that on your tombstone?"

Mama isn't all that happy to see that help has arrived. She seems to think she's doing fine on her own.

My Cowboy goes to make the snag and the calf jumps up and BAWLS. Really bawls LOUD and the cow takes it as a call to arms. She whoofed. Really. She wasn't having any of it. No respect at all.

So My Cowboy backed off, before I even told him he ought to and he went to bring in the big guns.

The Kubota.

I took the picture when we first got it. That's why it's a night shot.

It's sort of a four-wheeler only with bench seats and a back end like a truck bed.

We think of it as a horse that can't kick us.

So My Cowboy went to get the Kubota and backed it up so it was almost against a tree,
skillfully cutting the cow and calf off from each other.
Except, oops, the calf almost got back to her mama and mama isn't happy. I believe when HOT BREATH is being whoofed down your neck, the mama is too close.
My Cowboy hoists the calf up and leaps into the back end of the Kubota, calf in arms.
Yes, he leaps. This is only ONE of the many ways in which My Cowboy resembles Superman.

Now notice The Glare

Mama is not amused.

In fact, she's considering coming into the back end of the Kubota along with her baby.

Meanwhile My Cowboy is doing the rodeo routine. The calf, all of two hours old, is bawling and kicking and just generally trying to fight for his life while calling for help.
The big baby.

This is scour medicine.
Interesting fact.
A calf is more likely to get sick born on a rainy muddy 45 degree April day like today
than she is if she's born into bitter cold January weather.
We don't give this scour medicine in January.

Now for the ear piercing

We remind the calf that if she were HUMAN she's have to pay twenty bucks for this at Claires.

And now the rodeo is nearly over.

While My Cowboy is trying to get the squirming little critter out of the Kubota bed,

the cow is glaring at everyone who is harming her baby.

I think the look on her face here is almost a call to me.

To all mothers.

"How can you sit there clicking pictures while a child is harmed!

Have you no mother's heart? FOR SHAME!!!!!!"

I could just be imagining. A good imagination is an occupational hazard of being a writer.

You should see us trying to get this cow to sign a medical release form.

She's ridiculously uncooperative.

And the baby is set free.
A sniff or two to make sure all is well and then, like all good cows,
she goes back to eating and forgets the whole thing.

You Might be a Redneck

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If you have a complete set of salad bowls and they all say "Cool Whip" on the side...
If your working TV sits on top of your non-working TV...
If you think a quarter horse is the ride in front of K-Mart...
If your neighbors think you're a detective because you keep getting a ride home in a police car...
If a tornado hits your neighborhood and does a $25.00 worth of damage...
If you missed 5th grade graduation because you had jury duty...
If you think fast food is hitting a deer at 65mph...
If somebody tells you that you've got something in your teeth and you take your teeth out to see..

The Cows are Out

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 I went down to the barn to see if I could take cute pictures of some spanking new baby calves.

Uh, are you guys supposed to be in here?

I mean I don't really run this place, that's My Cowboy's job, but I think this room, where we store the hay, is not the room where we also store a big old crowd of cattle.

 I opened the door that leads to the room where we store hay.

Considered my options a while, then shooed them toward the suspiciously open door--all while taking pictures and apologizing if I didn't understand that a new rule was in force and they could now be in here.

They seemed really happy in there and didn't leave without some fussing.

But one one by one they left.

And then there was this guy.

I do NOT use the word 'guy' unadvisedly.

The bull.

 I have been trained to fear bulls. Since on occasion they kill you. Even though ours are so far peaceloving. But are they peaceloving on a soul deep level? Or have they just been in a good mood so far...like for as long as no one shoos them out of a room full of FOOD.

Hmmmmmmm....this is taken with some zoom. I made an executive decision to let him win the stare down. I just phoned My Cowboy and turned him in...the bull not the cowboy. That's right! He is busted!...the bull not the cowboy.

HAH! Give me the hairy eyeball will you? WHERE'S MY CELL PHONE.

(that's part of the code of the west, right?)

A poem to warm an author's heart

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Eye halve a spelling checker
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques for my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it to say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
It’s rare lea ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it
Eye am shore your pleased two no
It’s letter perfect awl the weigh
My checker tolled me sew.

-Margo Roark

More with Pepper Basham

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What a great week.

I got a PIN in the mail.

A RITA Pin.

I didn't know I got one of those.

I would have taken a picture with me wearing it....but I'd've had to clean up first.

Comb my hair. Who knows how long it all would've taken.

Better to put it in front of my computer monitor with Seekerville in the background.

Pepper Basham is featuring my books all week.

Go see what she's got in store for us today.

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A Chance to Win Deep Trouble

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The first ever give away of my May Release

Deep Trouble

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Research that leads only to questions

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It's my day on Seekerville.

the research question of the day.....

What is this thing?

The one on the right.

With the horns and a tail?

 I can only think of ONE GUY.

And there's a picture of him on a cave wall?

Yeesh!!!

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Pepper Basham featuring my books all week!

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Go see what she's got to say about
Petticoat Ranch!!!!

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Rainbow Rowell : A woman writing in a man's POV

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Family Ties

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I've mentioned before that we have mostly black cows.

Pure black.

But once in a while we get something else.

So, while we want black cows and breed for black cows and earn MORE for black cows...I can't help enjoying an occasional NOT black cow. We were out checking cows and I spotted this little girl.

She saw us seeing her and was immediately suspicious of our motives.

And of course who wouldn't be?

We both, my cowboy and I, have a sneaky way about us.

Any discerning animal is bound to be wary.

We wouldn't respect them if they weren't now would we,
it's just good sense on the part of any self respecting cow.
Of which we have many

So once the little calf with the pretty white face sees the shifty invaders
she immediately  heads for Mama! 

 And what do you know.

Mama has a white face, too.

They were such a pretty pair.

And the calf, knowing as all good Americans do, that food solves everything, and most especially fear...

 Heads for a reassuring nip.

What are Animals Thinking?

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Dog: "Why do they keep putting the lid down on the big water bowl?"


Goldfish: "Just because I have a three-second memory, they don't think I'll mind eating the same fish flakes ... Oh boy! Fish flakes!"

Cat: "Why are these people in my house?"

My latest Release on Inkwell Inspirations

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Go have a look.

And Happy April 1st