Happy Easter

Judging a contest and at the same time, I have entered three different contests with my book.

Previously when I have entered a contest and lost, I have learned something new and have adjusted my writing. I won't say it was easy though. With so much criticism it often has made me want to give up. But a couple weeks later, I'm ready to start back up again.

Perhaps this is the time that will catapult me into the publishing world. Or perhaps I still need to grow.

Either way I want to know the truth of where I stand as a writer.

Happy Easter!!! 

Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy on us, for we have endured no end of contempt. Psalm 123:3

Taos

My husband and I took off on a drive last weekend. We had thought to go to Buena Vista and hike one of their mountain trails. But when we got there, it was windy and snowing. Instead we bought gas and kept on driving.

Hours later we arrived in Alamosa. The sun was warm and not too breezy. So we had lunch and then decided to walk around the town. To our surprise no one was out. This is a college town. We saw no students. We were the only ones out and as we left we saw another couple walking who were obviously tourists, too.   

So we kept driving. We drove into New Mexico. We came across this Rio Grande Gorge Bridge after we had seen a roadrunner run across the road in front of us.

 Contrary to popular belief, they are not red and blue. They are brownish grey and are camouflaged in the grasses. We made it to Taos. It is a very interesting artsy town. All the buildings are one story with a few two stories. All of tan adobe, even McDonalds

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord  “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11e kept driving. We drove into New Mexico.

Beautiful Colorado

Working on getting my chapters ready for two contests. And yes, I am still working on novel #1. 

But in my spare time, my husband and I go hiking in the Colorado mountains. We walked across the frozen stream multiple times. Without the roar of the winding river, it was silent except for the bluster of the wind. But the sun was hot and we never saw a soul. After our trek up the mountain, we had a picnic lunch. 

Hate to leave the beauty of the mountains. But we will be back. 

He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. Psalm 23:2-3