Three of my very favourite women in the whole world. My mom and my daughters, Olivia and Merrilee. The photo was taken outside the Co-op store in Hoosier, Saskatchewan this past July.
Sometimes a new book starts in a situation like this and sometimes not. In a couple of days, I will have a big announcement about the launch of my new book, Turning on the Light - Finding Your Sweet Place in the Spirit.
I wrote Turning on the Light a few years ago but have recently re-written, updated and re-formatted it into a brand new book. If you want a deeper relationship with God, with easy how-to exercises and no complicated language, you'll love this book. It includes a journal too. But I'm giving too much away...
Picking up the Pieces.
"The sun was sinking toward the horizon when I stepped off the train in Arles and hailed a taxi to take me to the Roman arena. At the main entrance, I paid the driver, picked up my bag, and headed around to the side of the towering stone edifice, sorry that I had no time to explore it. I glanced at my watch and saw that I might have five minutes to spare so I ran up the long stone stairway to the base of the arena. Gazing through the soaring arches, I could see the centre oval where bullfights still entertained roaring crowds.
The restaurant was directly across the street from the side of the arena. I found a corner table under a huge green umbrella, behind a couple of planters overflowing with frilly greenery and hidden from the view of passersby. It was five to six."
In my novel, Picking up the Pieces, heroine Jill Moss travels to numerous exotic locations in search of pieces of a peculiar Mayan artifact.
Many of these locations are based on places that I have either lived or visited. The house in this photo is one of them. An estate in the South of France, Bidaine was owned by an American couple when my husband and I and our two children went there to live in the late 80s. Originally an 18th century "hunting lodge" for the French aristocracy, this estate features water gardens, orchards, a swimming pool with a fountain in the centre, rose gardens, guest houses and a long "allee" of plane trees. The owners were collectors of 18th century antiques and costumes and the interior of the house had been converted back to the decor of the times.
In my novel, I patterned the home of Jill's mother's friend, Geneva, after this estate and describe some of its charms in the scenes that take place there. For more locations that appear in the book, take a look at my Pinterest board.
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