Just returned from a trip to Maui. It is so beautiful there.
Nearby park and the beach below. We tried to swim everyday, unless the monsoon was still dumping rain on us.Egret in the shrubsPalms soaring to the sky.
We stayed for three weeks, the first two weeks with our daughter and two grandsons with us, ages 8 and 5. Unfortunately, most of the dumping rain happened while they were there. But once it eased up we began to see clouds and sometimes sun. They jumped in the waves, and made amazing sand structures. They buried themselves in the sand at one point, until it took a great deal of digging to get them out. 🙂
The sun going down on our last day in Maui. Stunning view. People lined up on the beach to watch it disappear into the water. What a wonderful trip. Then we came home to the familiar February weather on the west coast of Canada. Yes, by the end of the first day back I was wearing a wool pullover. But it was worth it. 🙂
A stunning prequel to the popular Last War series from best-selling author Sylvie Grayson.
Second waited years to take his father’s place as Emperor. Now he’ll rule the territories his way, with an iron fist. He has a son with his mistress. A son with his wife. His own hareem, and his own army. He can do anything he wants.
Then he encounters Jenna, a counsellor’s daughter, and immediately falls into lust. Why can’t he have her, too? After all, he’s the Emperor. But General Romero Regiment spotted Jenna at the same time, and determines to pursue his interest. Jenna, however, has plans of her own. She meets Sergeant Ryall Norcross of the empire military and the two fall in love. With determination, Norcross sets out to make her his own. He soon finds himself in opposition to his own commanding officer, and the supreme ruler of the Empire.
Second has a bevy of counsellors to obey his orders and help manage the empire, none of whom dare to question his demands. So as he sets out to capture Jenna, what could possibly go wrong? Yet, when rebellion arises south of Headquarters, his rage knows no limits. As the insurgency gains support throughout the Empire, it swiftly heads out of control. Second has to set aside his pleasures and lead his military into war. Will he be able to save the Empire, or is it already too late?
I’ve been working on a novella, AQATAIN, The Last War. I decided it was worth showing who the first Emperor was, and what kind of man. This will be the first book in the series. It’s fun to sort out a character who hasn’t appeared before.
He is the father of Emperor Aqatain the Second who appears in all the previous books, and I feel like I’m opening my eyes with this one. I know the son so well, having written his story already. Now I get to meet his family, his father Aqatain, his mother Ospina, and brother Amalric. Before I began writing this one, I didn’t even know Amalric existed! Amazing, as a novelist, what you can learn after the fact!
We just returned from a road trip, got to see a bit of Canada out west. Lots of mountains
The road led through this rocky cut. Note the rain on the windshield. Yes, we travelled in a convertible, but couldn’t put the top down most of the time because it rained, poured, hailed, showered, sprinkled, pretty well the whole way. 🙂The rivers and streams we passed were swelling up to the top of their bank, like this one. Flood warnings out everywhere. The snow pack in the mountains was said to be twice as deep as usual, and because of the late spring, it hadn’t melted yet.
No, this is not smoke, that was last year (sigh). It’s fog, so dense you can barely see the mountain behind. It was a great trip. We saw friends, family and met new ones. Aren’t we lucky? Let’s take good care of this place.
The eagles have been very busy. They have continued to increase the size of the nest until we could no longer tell if Mama was sitting on the eggs, if there were eggs. Here’s what it looks like now, nearly twice the size as it was in March when I last posted, cascading down the tree, hooked on 3 or 4 branches now.
My husband and I were standing on the driveway talking when an eagle flew low overhead and landed behind a high rock. Eagles don’t do that as a rule, they stick to the trees unless they’re after something. A minute later, it flew off with something in it’s claws, went to the nest briefly, then darted into the nearest tree. Here it is resting in the tree.
We climbed up to see what he was after, and found a large clump of moss torn up. He must have placed the moss in the nest as a cushion for the eggs. Does that mean the eggs are yet to be laid? We don’t know. Wish I had a mirror fixed in the tree that would show me what’s in the nest. 🙂