On Sunday mornings Debbie Glendale tended to her garden. She liked to get out early enough that the sun wasn’t too high in the sky, but late enough in the day that the dew was mostly gone. She was a simple woman with simple taste.

Prompt: “They were invited to a ball that happened 200 years ago.”

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Hi there. I’m glad to see you. I’m sharing with you a sneak peek into Home to Pickleberry. Below is the opening scene for the novel. While I don’t think it completely encompasses the story it gives you a good idea of the world you’re about to dive into. Setting the stage, so to speak. I hope you enjoy!

Hey all! Just 88 days until launch date, and I’m so excited. I’ve been working away on formatting my book and learning SO much about barcodes. (Please don’t quiz me.)

Short update and welcome!