Happy-making!

It was such a lovely Autumn morning when Bud & I went up the woods earlier - there was mist & a bite to the air, & the leaves were crunching underfoot & everything smelt alive.
It was gorgeous. ♥

And then, of course, it reminded me of John & Rodney at the ranch! *g*
It was just this time of year that I was writing MM36 (& when the story was set) & I got so much inspiration while I was walking with Bud in the woods. ♥


The trail widened out as they hit the trees, climbing steadily, and John slowed Shadow for a moment, waiting for Big Ed to catch up and they continued on side by side. The trees were a colourful mix of the reds and golds of fall and a thick green canopy of evergreens. It was peaceful, just the wind singing through the branches and the babble of bird song and scurrying squirrels. There was a blanket of fallen leaves patch-working the ground and it crackled satisfyingly with the footfalls of their horses. John breathed deeply, the earthy scent of living things rich and real all around, and he felt something ease a little inside of him. It had been years since he’d ridden these hills and he was glad to be back - and to have Rodney with him, sharing it all.

Extract from 'Mile marker thirty-six' by me *g*

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And another 'happy-making' thing - thank you to timespirt for the cute puppy! ♥

Happy-making!

It was such a lovely Autumn morning when Bud & I went up the woods earlier - there was mist & a bite to the air, & the leaves were crunching underfoot & everything smelt alive.
It was gorgeous. ♥

And then, of course, it reminded me of John & Rodney at the ranch! *g*
It was just this time of year that I was writing MM36 (& when the story was set) & I got so much inspiration while I was walking with Bud in the woods. ♥


The trail widened out as they hit the trees, climbing steadily, and John slowed Shadow for a moment, waiting for Big Ed to catch up and they continued on side by side. The trees were a colourful mix of the reds and golds of fall and a thick green canopy of evergreens. It was peaceful, just the wind singing through the branches and the babble of bird song and scurrying squirrels. There was a blanket of fallen leaves patch-working the ground and it crackled satisfyingly with the footfalls of their horses. John breathed deeply, the earthy scent of living things rich and real all around, and he felt something ease a little inside of him. It had been years since he’d ridden these hills and he was glad to be back - and to have Rodney with him, sharing it all.

Extract from 'Mile marker thirty-six' by me *g*

~*~

And another 'happy-making' thing - thank you to timespirt for the cute puppy! ♥