They are unusual people, those two, and slightly ahead of their time in the rural 1949 setting. I believe all the denizens of Riles Crossing are surprisingly unpredictable. We shall see. Thank you, Linda.
Thank you, Janice. I am curious to see if this story appeals only to women of my own generation - or if it has a wider audience. Also, I have written it in the vernacular of rural 1949 California. I hear it so clearly in my head - I hope others hear it as well. I will hop on over to your Aging Well Newsletter to see what is up.
Hi Sharron, I don't how to explain it, but the writing takes me there . . I can picture the truck and feel their tentativeness in moving forward. That doesn't happen a lot when I read. It's also fun because I live in northern California. Thanks for taking a look at Aging Well. The newsletter has been my way of healing from the loss of my husband due to dementia and COVID.
Such a coincidence we found each other, Janice. I am so sorry you lost your husband. Your newsletter will have special meaning for me. I wrote Bartle Clunes for my mother during the months she was dying. She was 96 and saw the photo of Andrew Wyeth's painting of the knee-boots. She said, "I wonder who that man is and where he is going?" I answered, "Well... we will just have to find out." I read to her every day. She loved the story of Bartle Clunes and the folks in the foothills. Thanks for your comments.
I am guessing you didn't get much done today around the house. I envision you curled up in an easy chair reading all day long. And why wouldn't you! Everyone needs a break once in a while. Thank you for your comments, Ben.
And...they're off! We wait to see what happens in their relationship!
They are unusual people, those two, and slightly ahead of their time in the rural 1949 setting. I believe all the denizens of Riles Crossing are surprisingly unpredictable. We shall see. Thank you, Linda.
What a charming story, so far..
Thank you, Janice. I am curious to see if this story appeals only to women of my own generation - or if it has a wider audience. Also, I have written it in the vernacular of rural 1949 California. I hear it so clearly in my head - I hope others hear it as well. I will hop on over to your Aging Well Newsletter to see what is up.
Hi Sharron, I don't how to explain it, but the writing takes me there . . I can picture the truck and feel their tentativeness in moving forward. That doesn't happen a lot when I read. It's also fun because I live in northern California. Thanks for taking a look at Aging Well. The newsletter has been my way of healing from the loss of my husband due to dementia and COVID.
Such a coincidence we found each other, Janice. I am so sorry you lost your husband. Your newsletter will have special meaning for me. I wrote Bartle Clunes for my mother during the months she was dying. She was 96 and saw the photo of Andrew Wyeth's painting of the knee-boots. She said, "I wonder who that man is and where he is going?" I answered, "Well... we will just have to find out." I read to her every day. She loved the story of Bartle Clunes and the folks in the foothills. Thanks for your comments.
That background makes the story even more special.
I am rooting for this budding romance and hope that Bartle pops the question some day!
You'll find out soon! But don't expect Barbara Cartland or Daphne DuMaurier! This is not that kind of romance. Ha Ha
This is so good.
I am guessing you didn't get much done today around the house. I envision you curled up in an easy chair reading all day long. And why wouldn't you! Everyone needs a break once in a while. Thank you for your comments, Ben.
I never get enough done around the house as far as she's concerned!
Hah!