Miralee Ferrell

The Country House Courtship England, 1818: It has been five years since Ariana Forsythe married The Paragon, Mr. Phillip Mornay. Now, Ariana’s sister, Miss Beatrice Forsythe, is seventeen and determined to marry advantageously as well. (Surely Ariana’s society connexions all but guarantee Beatrice’s success-especially if Mr. Mornay is created a baronet by the Prince Regent! But the Mornay’s have disappeared from high society as they raise a family at their country estate. Can Beatrice persuade them to chaperone her in…

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Today I’m spotlighting Erin Rainwater’s new release, Refining Fires. JoAnn Durgin, Amazon reviewer, has this to say: In “Refining Fires,” author Erin Rainwater breathes new life into Christian fiction with her wit, humor and charming expositional style. This book departs from traditional romance storytelling in a unique way. It’s well worth your time, and is money well spent. So many Christian books these days focus on the angst and drama in life. “Refining Fires” offers the perfect balance of elements…

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I don’t have a picture of this one because, well….I was lying flat on my back and in no shape to take a picture. It started with my decision to stop at a U-pick orchard to get a bucket of cherries. It’s at the tail end of the season (that’s already running late due to a delayed summer/heat). So, all the fruit that could be picked from the ground was gone, leaving only what could be reached from a ladder….

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What a day! It started out innocently enough but by bedtime I felt as though a cyclone had hit, upsetting my emotions and pummeling my body. See the little dog in the foreground? That’s my 7 lb. Chihuahua, Lacey, and her sister Bella (with the floppy ears). My two cats are in the background. Two weeks ago today Lacey decided to escape and run down to my daughter’s house whose property adjoins ours. See the crack between the wood post…

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The summer is flying by and so much has happened that I’ve put several projects on hold. For weeks now a couple of obligations have stared me in the face, taunting me with their need to be finished. Each day I promise myself I’ll work on them, and each evening near bedtime I realize I’ve once again put them off for another day. I’m not sure why I torture myself this way. Why not just get it over with, even…

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This is the story of our Mothers and Grandmothers who lived only 90 years ago. Remember, it was not until 1920that women were granted the right to go to the polls and vote. These 33 women were innocent and defenseless, but they were jailednonetheless for picketing the White House, carrying signs askingfor the vote And by the end of the night, they were barely alive.Forty prison guards wielding clubs and their warden’s blessingwent on a rampage against the 33 women…

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