Yesterday offered a beautiful ending to spring and beginning to summer, 2016, courtesy of Mother Nature. First and foremost, it was the Summer Solstice–Litha for those of us who follow the craft. As a way of saying, ‘Hey, it’s time to celebrate the longest day of the year,’ a heron stopped by for a visit.
I was out on the deck, feeding the ducks, and low and behold, she flew over from across the river to check out the menu. Walked-by as if she owned the place. She didn’t seem too keen on the cracked corn. Instead, she flew back to her spot on the opposite riverbank and caught her own breakfast.
The second rare marking of Litha came in the form of the full Strawberry Moon. According to National Geographic, the last time a full moon graced the Summer Solstice was in 1948. I wish I could take credit for the photograph. Nice work, Rick Baldridge.
The third amazing spectacle rolled in on a storm that raged along the river. Lightening, thunder, pounding, roaring–Thor was in full swing last night. At various points I thought my humble home was about to tumble down like a house of cards.
I’ve always loved Thor. He rocks. That’s why I chose the hero in my debut novel, The Summer of Annah: A Midsummer’s Wish, to resemble Thor. Who’s hotter than the God of Thunder? (How’s that for a smooth segue into marketing my novel?)
What’s my novel about? I’m glad you asked. :)
The Summer of Annah is a love story that revolves around Annah-Belle Henderson, 55, and 34-year-old Eric Ashworth. All the joys and anxiety that such a union promises is played out in the fictitious town of Copedale, New Hampshire. You’ll laugh, cry, gasp, swoon, and cheer. It’s a great ride!
Since I’m plugging my book, if you read this blog before nine o’clock on Tuesday, June 21, stop by my Facebook Virtual Open House to help me celebrate Annah. I’d love to have you. If you can’t make it, no worries. Like my Facebook page and visit my author blog. I’m everywhere! Even Twitter and Goodreads!
I’ll leave you with this taste of The Summer of Annah.
Blessed be. :}