it is a frosty morning on the farm with a thin layer of ice on the concrete that makes up our porch. A few of the birds had left tracks, a squirrel and two bunnies by the time I got up and let out the dog. My skid marks joined theirs along with the dogs. Our porch now tells a story.

I was recently reading a JD Robb and I have to tell you that the characters are fantastic, from Eve to Roark to every cop and criminal. She does a fabulous job of bringing them to life. Someday I hope my stories flow as well as hers and have as much flair. My hero!