Saturday, December 19, 2009

Somebody said that reading THE FERRY TO AMERICA was like falling in love again. It's easy to get. Online it's at:www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TheFerryToAmerica.
Or try Amazon.com. Barnes and Noble sells it.

I recently saw an add for a medication that would help you to stop smoking. The side effects were nervousness, bad temper, impatience, aggressive behavoir, inordinate hunger and restlessness. If you've ever given up smoking, you know that you don't need to take a medicvation to feel that way.

Hooray! We have snow here, and the grand daughters from California are arriving today. There will be angels in the yard and God knows what else--all accompanied by laughter.

Christmas is startin' to get merry.

Friday, December 18, 2009

We've spent a little time at Christmas on Pawquillet Island, the setting of my novel, THE FERRY TO AMERICA. And it didn't occur to me that you'd like to read the whole story, and would need some information in order to do that. Your public library will get it for you if it isn't on the shelves. You can buy the book direct at: www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TheFerryToAmerica.html.

It's available at Amazon.com or at Barnes & Noble as well.

THE FERRY TO AMERICA is a story about children that is intended for adult readers.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

With Christmas on the way, today I want to send everybody a christmas greeting from
PARTS LEFT OVER. From page 129:

Bread given for an earthly life
And a life that never ends,
Forgiveness for an enemy
And boundless love for friends,
To suffer children patiently,
Give pardon for each other's sins,
And wages for a vineyard's work
Whenever it begins,
The rise and fall of many,
Alms giving to a stranger
To celebrate a wonderous day,
Christmas in a manger;
Angels singing bring Good News,
A song the whole world knows:
A Gift of possibility
Wrapped in swaddling clothes.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

12/15/09

Now to continue with Christmas Eve at the Bernhart's.

"The lobsters came out of the pot at eight o'clock, and nobody stopped eating until Helen's pear almond tart had completely disappeared at the end of dessert. Bob Bernhart had popped a couple of bottles of Champaign that enhanced the celebration.

Monday, December 14, 2009

I opened this blog to tell the world about my latest book, THE FERRY TO AMERICA. Because it's so close to Christmas, I thought you might like to have a preview that concerns Christmas on Pawquillet Island where the story takes place. It's in the middle of Nantucket Sound.

"The island was decked out for the holiday in elegant fashion. A boat anchored in the harbor held aloft a fully decorated Christmas tree. The stores were hung with wreaths and garlands of brightly colored balls and pine boughs. Everywhere people shopped a tody or an egg nog might be served. Horse-drawn sleighs carried shoppers up and down the town with sleigh bells ringing.

"The Bernhart home was always a pleasant place, but that was especially so at Christmas. Fires were burning in the front parlor and the adjacent sitting room, and the mantels were decorated with lighted candles and fir boughs. Large vases of flowers were set about the rooms, and the pocket doors, once kept closed to conserve heat in older times were kept open between the large rooms. The Christmas tree stood in the front room, and to complete the picture, Molly's old hobby horse of faded blue stood beside it bedecked with sleigh bells on a bright red strap.