Hi There

I don’t have a heck of a lot new to offer this week. Here in my little corner of New Mexico, Spring looks a lot like Winter, then like Spring, then like Winter… Often within a couple of hours.
Since most of Jim’s and my garden is dedicated to native plants, we don’t have a lot of early Spring flowers, because native plants are too smart to blossom. The flowers in the photo a few lines up are from our neighbor’s apricot tree which, despite snow and sleet and hail and freezing rain (all within two hours last Friday) still manages to stay in bloom.
I’ve turned in my latest short story, “The Owl’s Cry,” and I’ll tell you more about where you can find it when the time comes. I’m back to working on the fifth Star Kingdom/Stephanie Harrington novel, which I’m writing in collaboration with David Weber. Stephanie’s seventeenth birthday is about to happen, and with it a lot of changes in her life.
What else? Our roof was damaged by high winds, and we’re getting a new one. That is certain to drive our cats to distraction. When I got back from the grocery store this morning, I found Persephone—usually the boldest and brassiest of our three cats—transformed into a lump under the bedspread, because the estimator was walking around our roof.
Jim’s now able to use his fancy camera for photos, and is doing really well in his recovery from total shoulder replacement just about two months ago.
If any of you have any questions, feel free to leave them in the Comments. Maybe one will become next week’s WW!