Spring

Spring !

Starting a new job in April -on the first - Dear God, don't be facetious -

Entered a funny contest here:
http://www.guidetoliteraryagents.com/blog/

Have started riding again -

Not sure what to do with my Zombie series, haven't heard back from the assistant agent who contacted me several months ago.
Not sure what to do about my Alexander series - my editor is fabulous but it's taking too much time to get book III out.

Oh well -
Back to work.

Happy Valentine's Day!

I'm such a sporadic poster, I apologise abjectly.

I've been reading a fabulous series set in England in the middle ages, under Henry II, with an incredible heroine. The first book, 'Mistress of the Art of Death' literally had me reading all through the night to finish it - whew!

Books like this inspire me.

Street Fair

It was an exhausting but fun weekend with the street fair in our village. We set up a stand on front of my house and a bunch of my friends got together with me to sell our junk (old clothes, books, knick-knacks and whatever...)

I've been working...

All week long, so there's not much to report. Well, actually there is, but it's mostly depressing news, so I'll just let things slide for a while and see what happens.

What I'd like to know is, why are the pople in charge so often people who have no real knowledge of what they are supposed to be in charge of?

But that shouldn't surprise too many people.

Well, August is flying by! I had a lovely week vacation at the seaside - the weather was incredible and I took my daughter to the races and yearling sales and we saw some lovely horses. (and there was polo, of course, as my husband is working there until the end of the month!) Then it was back home to another marathon week of work, which Imanaged to wrap up yesterday, so I'm going to putter about today and maybe look wistfully ut the wiondow and think of going into the garden - but I won't. It's fall, and that means the chiggers and spiders are out in swarms and I am literally bitten up all over - and the bites itch. Oh well - now I'm waiting impatiently for the first freeze - I think I'll still be alive by then, lol. The dry, very hot weather has aggravated the chigger condition, and I have to stop wanting to do gardening work - everything is burnt dry as straw anyway - but the other day I wanted to harvest my lavender and my silver dollar plants (the lavender goes in a big bowl in the kitchen and gets turned into sachets or I use it to freshen the vacuume cleaner. And the silver dollar plants are so pretty when you pick them at the right time - you get a huge lovely bouquet to last the winter. )
And so I'm covered with bites, lol.
And just an aside - My cousin gave me the most wonderful tea - one for the morning (Earl Gray - French Blue, it's called) and one for the night called Red Nile - Rooisbus with Marigold) So I sit at my desk with a pot of fragrant tea. It's quite a change from my mug of coffee!

Polo day!

The Yearling Sales

I wanted to show my daughter the world of racing - it's so different from the polo and jumping worlds, but as one breeder said to me when I mentioned this, "they all stink of manure". I think I have a crush on that guy, lol. As we walked in the gate, I saw a friend I hadn't seen in ages - at least 15 years, and so we had to catch up. He's a trainer, and he was nice enough to take my daughter and I on his search for the perfect yearling. I don't know if he found one - his catalogue was dog-eared from being studied so much, but he was awfully hard to please. All the horses looked gorgeus to me! We stopped in to see another friend I hadn't seen in a long, long time - she's a breeder and handles one of the top stud farms in France. I love the racing world, but it is very rarified. In polo, you really get close to the ponies, they're more rustic and very well trained, but racing seems to put the horse on a pedestal where only a very people can get close to them. Everyone in racing is so chic, where in polo, everyone is kind of cowboy and casual.

At the yearling sales in DeauvilleThis filly was my favorite - I thought she was stunning. She hasn't grown up yet, look at the difference between her front and back end, lol. But what a fabulous walk - she just stepped out and swung about like a dancer.

My daughter getting a lesson in how to look at a yearling from one of the best!

She made her choice - a chestnut with an impeccable pedegree. Now to play the lottery...