gardens are good, but weeding sucks

After spending most of my morning pulling weeds, there’s something to be said for container gardens. containersNo tugging up milkweed (very long roots and back-breaking stuff), no yanking up dandelions (a piece of cake compared to pulling up milkweed). According to Mother Earth Living you can grow anything from artichokes to zucchini in containers. I’m about ready to put it to the test just for the “no weeding” idea of it.  Maybe I’ll start collecting pots of all kinds like the lady down the street who can grow anything in old shoes. No joke. She has dozens of odd things she uses to grow daisies, beans, even tomatoes. Me? I guess I’ll figure out a way to turn my patio into a garden. To hell with weeds. Weeds suck.Patio garden

pretty container

 

to all the moms who came before

Happy Mother’s Day!!

 

Viola Creamer

My grandmother Viola (lower right) and her sisters, Lucy, Grace, and Ruth. Circa 1916.

books 9 and 10 in the series

 

Books 9 and 10 in the series.

Sandcastles back cover: 

                           A new town. A new beginning. A Christmas he’ll never forget. 

Quentin Blackwood has come to Pelican Pointe to replace Jack Prescott as the town’s one and only doctor. But he’s in for a tough time, especially since nurse Sydney Reed doesn’t quite trust him. But that’s just one of the many problems Quentin must face as he tries to help a teenage boy and his grandmother going through hard times.

It’s all happening with Christmas approaching—a holiday that should mean hearth, home, and plenty of family. But with Quentin, it only brings up haunting memories of a past he’s tried to forget.

Will Pelican Pointe be able to work its magic on the new doctor in time for him to find a new meaning to the holiday? Or will despair win out one more time?

A doctor at a crossroads. A woman who’s given up. And the boy who brings them together.

Beneath Winter Sand back cover:

        A brother who disappeared. A mystery worth solving. A love worth finding.

Hannah Summers lost her innocence the day she came home from school and found police cars in front of her house. Her parents are dead, her loss is deep, but its more than that—her baby brother, Micah, is missing.

Vowing to find Micah no matter what she has to do or how long she has to search, Hannah ends up in Pelican Pointe with more questions than answers. She’s holding on to a shred of hope that Micah is still alive. While Hannah isn’t looking for love, one resident has other ideas. Caleb Jennings has his own demons to deal with, but he wants more than anything to help Hannah find her brother.

Little do they know they’re about to embark on a life-changing course, a course that will end her twenty-year long search and solve a mystery of what happened the day her parents died. Along the way, they’ll uncover a former politician’s scandalous life, and reveal secrets long buried.

 

husband of the year

While it always seems to be busy at my house, lately it’s gone past that and veered into crazy busy. Insane busy. My goal was to release four books this year and I’m already beginning to feel the burn and it isn’t even May yet. I’m putting the finishing touches on Keeping Cape Summer before sending it off to the editor which is always a stressful time. After I push that send button, I’m jumping right into Sea of Bones, which I already have outlined.  I couldn’t do any of this without my partner in crime, my husband, Gene, my soul mate. While I crank out 3,000 words a day, this man does the shopping, the Gene + Vickiecooking, the cleaning, the laundry, he’s a workhorse and I appreciate him every single day. Each morning when I settle into my office to begin whatever project I’m working on at the time, I know he has things covered elsewhere.  And there’s always a lot to cover. I’m deep into plot lines and he’s handling a dozen extra things that need to be taken care of before 5 p.m.  On top of all the household stuff and cooking, there are business issues to deal with, always things to get done, like marketing, schedules to create, books to sign and get out the door, book covers to plan, banners to create, the to-do list is never-ending. Throw in social media posts, like keeping a blog going, websites to update, Twitter feeds to check, Instagram to add, Pinterest, and you see where this is going. Without him, there would be no books husbandbecause he keeps EVERYTHING running smoothly and keeps me clicking along toward another novel.

Me? I just write. Gene does everything else. To me, if they gave out an award for best hubbies, he’d win Husband of the Year or maybe World’s Best Husband hands down because he goes above and beyond, each and every day. We’re a team. Soul mates. And I know darn well, it isn’t easy living with a moody, things-aren’t-going-well writer. On those days when that happens, he’s my cheerleader. I can’t ask for more than that.

earth day and gardening

Every day should be Earth day. But that’s another post. Start small. You don’t need a green thumb to grow simply things like onions, beans, and lettuce in your own backyard. Teaching kids to plant seeds is teaching them about where their food comes from and gives them an appreciation for the earth. If space is a problem, think about joining a community garden, or co-op. You’ll take turns caring for the soil, weeding, and watering. Make it a family affair! When it comes time to harvest, you’ll be amazed at what your portion of the yield will be.

My Garden

It’s also a great way to get to know your neighbors.