Monday, November 23, 2020

Make a Wish. The wishbone legend and tips on winning.

                                            

Remember waiting for the wishbone to dry out so you and someone else could make a wish and break it?  I sure do. The bone definitely wasn't lucky for the turkey, but down through the ages apparently several groups of people believed in the good fortune of the fragile bone. 

Apparently there are several different grips acceptable, as seen above. And the origin of the practice dates back more than 2000 years, to ancient Etruscans and Romans who attributed wish-giving powers to the dried wishbone of a chicken.

Fossil discoveries of recent decades have shown that some kinds of dinosaurs also had wishbones. In particular, those dinosaurs known as theropods: carnivorous dinosaurs that stood upright and walked — and ran — on two legs. ... This means the wishbone itself dates back more than 150 million years.

       Can you see the wishbone!    Photo from Great Parks of Hamilton County 

The tradition was apparently passed down through he ages from Romans to the ancestral English, who brought the ritual with them over to Plymouth Rock. With the abundance of wild turkeys the good luck superstition switched from chickens to turkeys. 

    Even today, the good luck legend lives on and jewelry resembling wishbones remains popular.  




Hints on winning. 
Be sure your hands are dry. Some people suggested spraying your hand with hairspray, (that sounds a bit like cheating!). Another tip, just grip your side and wait. letting your opponent do the work probably pulling up and out and breaking the bone on their side. 

Oh no—what if the bone splits up the center into equal pieces, or breaks into three pieces? According to the wishbone rules, both people's wishes will come true!
No matter who wins, remember to always play nice...  

             My hero, Jesse, in Undercover Outlaw, could have used a little more
 good luck when he was in jail, accused of murder. 

   Jesse is determined to track down the man who killed his brother in cold blood. Impersonating an outlaw, his quest for justice becomes a living, breathing, part of his soul.
    Trinity is heading to Denver to escape her vicious guardians. When her stagecoach is robbed, Jesse kidnaps her, and all her well-laid plans collide with his, leaving them both in danger.
    Trapped in Prairie Ridge by a flood, Jesse and Trinity's feelings soon run as high and wild as the river. When Jesse is accused of murder, Trinity stands by his side, and they take on the town's tyrannical leader. As the city cowers in fear, help comes from an unexpected source, but can it save Jesse from a hangman's noose?

 Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08HY3TLH2

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B08HY3TLH2

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08HY3TLH2

Publisher https://www.thewildrosepress.com/books/undercover-outlaw



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Monday, November 9, 2020

Take more than a Glimpse

 Two new offerings from the Glimpse Series by Stephen B. King

Glimpse, the Angel Shot 
                                     and                                      
 Glimpse, the Dinner Guest 
(a Friday the 13th short story.) 

Seven women have disappeared from bars only to be found murdered after asking for an Angel Shot. Detective Rick McCoy is handed the case after returning from leave following his wife's horrific ordeal at the hands of the serial killer, PPP. Criminal psychologist Patricia Holmes lost her husband to the same killer and when her current partner makes her life miserable she jumps at the chance to work with Rick again. When they determine a man currently jailed for the crimes could not have committed them the mystery deepens.

But that is the least of Rick's worries. An imaginary alter ego appears warning him his wife is suicidal. Will they be able to solve the riddle of the Angel Shot before another victim loses her life and save his wife from taking hers? 

Detective Sargent and clinical psychologist, Patricia Holmes, has been invited to a murder mystery dinner party at a small luxury hotel located in Western Australia. The dinner is a reunion party for the psychologists and psychiatrists who work at Perth’s largest mental hospital, which treats the criminally insane.

 But there is an uninvited guest--a former patient who is hungry for revenge. In fact, he is ravenous. He will stop at nothing until he murders the doctor who gave him painful, electroconvulsive therapy.

 Detective Sargent Holmes must stop a frenzied killer on a vicious spree—but can she save the other guests, or will she be the last one left alive?


Snippets for both books and some lowdown about the author, Stephen B. King, and his writing. 

Glimpse, the Angel Shot:
 “You have been busy, haven’t you? Thanks for interceding on my behalf. The thing is, I’ve been thinking of giving everything up and going back to lecturing. Besides, I won’t work with Pepperdick again, and apparently, all the other sergeants think I’m a liability and won’t partner with me.”               She took another drink and looked back out of the window, blinking rapidly. “Pat, you know as well as I do most cops are a superstitious lot. All you need is one more good investigation, one where you don’t get shot or stabbed, and there would be a long line of guys who would want you as their partner. Do you think if you had another chance, you could get through a whole case and not get wounded or slap your boss?” 
 She had been swallowing and choked as she laughed at his humor.  “Depending who my boss would be, I could try,” she offered when she recovered, then turned her serious gaze on Rick’s. 
                                           ****
 “Yep. So, show me what you’ve got. Let’s say Brandon is not our killer. Have you got enough to profile who is?” 
 Pat made a pantomime of patting her pockets and looking around her, including under her chair. “What are you doing, Pat?” he asked, though he suspected what her answer would be. 
 “Oh, I was just looking for my magic wand; I thought I left it lying around here somewhere.” 
 They both laughed for a moment, and Rick’s heart swelled. They fitted together so perfectly. He shrugged, forcing the feelings down, which he had been doing with Pat for a long time. 
 “I don’t have much, Rick, but here are some thoughts.” She paused, composing her ideas. “People generally think rape is about having sex, yet we know often it’s not. That is the result, yes, but the cause is more about control, or even to some extent, sadism. Sometimes the rapist cannot achieve orgasm, which makes him more violent, so, we can postulate sex may not be a motivating factor; cruelty is. So, that’s the first point to consider. Second, not only was Ingrid Stapleton brutalized, but then strangled. Strangulation is a very hard, upfront, and personal way of murdering someone. Sometimes we see it in a case of domestic violence, where the killer is angry with someone else to the point of losing control. So, we can draw from that the man was angry with Ingrid, but why? On the face of it, Brandon O’Toole fits that description, he was rejected by her, and that could cause uncontrollable rage, rage enough to strangle, yes, but, in that case, not rape, do you see what I mean?” 
 Rick nodded slowly. “Yes, I think I do. If we are assuming O’Toole didn’t take Ingrid, then maybe the killer watched her in the bar, perhaps witnessed Ingrid’s altercation with O’Toole, and tried to rescue her. Possibly, he comforted Ingrid after O’Toole left and because he fancied her that could explain the Rohypnol and subsequent sexual assault. But why kill her by strangulation?” 
 Her brown-eyed gaze bored into his. “Rick, I think we are looking for someone in part with severe issues of anger and hatred toward women, yet in another way, he has a natural desire for them too. He couldn’t let her go because she would identify him. This man could have some sort of dissociative disorder, or dare I say even possible multiple disorder syndrome, and if that’s the case....” 
 “He’s killed before, or after. Jesus, Pat, you’re saying this could be a serial killer who got away with murder?” 

Glimpse, the Dinner Guest
 Pat knocked on the door of number ten and hoped she had caught Ruth before she went downstairs to the bar. From inside, she heard a muffled woman’s voice.                             “Can you get that, Tony,”               The next moment, the door was yanked open, and a tall distinguished looking man wearing a tuxedo performed a double take when he saw her.                                                 “Jesus Christ, are you all right?” he said with concern in his voice, and Pat realized the effect her slashed and bloody top had on him.                       Pat gave a small laugh, which, when she glanced again at his face, grew louder, and threatened to become hysterical. “I'm fine, thank you. Dress scary, the invite said, so I did. I've got to say; your tuxedo isn't scary at all. I'm Patricia Holmes and would like to have a few words with Ruth, if I can, before festivities get underway.”
 He grinned and stepped back, beckoning with his head for her to enter. “Yeah, we don't do fancy dress-ups, sorry. We're far too dull in our old age. Come in. Ruth is applying her make up with a trowel. I'm Tony. I don't think we've met?”
 “Thanks, Tony, please call me Pat, everyone does. I left Graylands quite a while ago now, and even when I was there, I was only part-time. I consulted to the criminally insane, the lifers, worst of the worst. By all means, call me morbid. These days, I’m with the police.”
 He pointed to the chair by the desk for her to sit then turned his head to the bathroom. “Hon, it's Patricia Holmes. She wants a word with you before we go downstairs. Do you want me to hang around, or can I go down and mingle?”
 Ruth Hawthorne stuck her head around the doorway with a lipstick clutched in her right hand. “Hello, Pat, bloody long time no see, how are you doing?” She turned her glance to her husband, “You can leave us girls. We can go down together. Is that all right, Pat? My God, I love your outfit.”
 “Thanks, Ruth. I thought I’d have a bit of fun. Going down together works for me. I need a private chat anyway...”
 “Sounds ominous. You get off, Tony. Pat joined the dark side and is with the police now, but I don't think she is here to arrest me.” 
Pat shook her head and smiled as Ruth disappeared back into the bathroom. Pat sat down on the seat to wait, and Tony acted like most people do around detectives; nervous and in a hurry to get away.
 “Righto, see you downstairs. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Holmes.” He scampered out the door quickly, eager to either get away from her, find a strong drink, or both.

Why did you write a Glimpse 4, wasn’t it meant to be a trilogy?
Well, yes, originally this was to be THREE deadly glimpses. I wanted to tell a story of inappropriate workplace desires and the effect on four people during three murder investigations of three different serial killers. I think in the same way good actors like a mini-series to be able to really portray a character, I wanted three books to tell the story with all the nuances two married people would feel who were attracted to each other. I believe I did tell that tale to the best of my ability, but after book 3, Glimpse, The Tender Killer was published, a groundswell of public and reader opinion made itself known by way of emails…..It seemed my readers, including my narrator, and editor wanted to know what happened to my characters next. Quite frankly, I was stunned by the response
 I was genuinely flattered, but as a writer, I had ‘moved on’ and had other projects I was working on such as Winter at the Light, and a full re-write of Domin8, yet the calls for more continued. I truthfully never expected that, and was deeply moved that my characters struck such a chord with readers. But, still the ethos of the Glimpse series was to take the reader inside the minds of three separate serial killers and show why they were the they were, so to create a fourth instalment would require another killer, and that wasn’t so easy to do. 
 I am deeply fascinated by all things psychology, and in particular, what circumstances create the triggers which cause some people’s minds to fracture and create a serial killer. In Glimpse, The Angel Shot I use 3 quotes from one of America’s worst serial murderers, Ted Bundy, to give an indication how these types of people think:
"Murder is not about lust, and it's not about violence. 
It's about possession."
"We serial killers are your sons; we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more 
of your children dead tomorrow."
"What's one less person on the face of the earth, anyway?"

  For me, this is not only some of the most chilling words I have ever read, but deeply, and yes morbidly, interesting. So, for me to create another serial murderer for Patricia Holmes to profile, wasn’t easy, and it took some time to come up with the answer. My wife inadvertently came to my rescue when we were out one night at a social function and she said to me when she returned to the table, “You’ll never guess what is written on the back of the lady’s toilet door.” I looked up and joked, “Jeez, I hope it’s not my phone number advertising for a good time.”
 Obviously, she is used to my warped sense of humor, and gave me a withering stare, until I asked her, “No, darling, what is on the back of the door?”
  Her answer was like a bolt of lightning hitting me, and my two all-time favorite words came to mind: “What if…”
  My loving wife gave me all I needed to create a man so troubled by his dysfunctional marriage he wants to rape and murder vulnerable women when they asked for help to be rescued from a troublesome date. 
One thing about me readers may find interesting:
I am fascinated by how the human mind can fracture and have a tremendous respect for psychologists, and psychiatrists who try to help patients put the pieces back together. A good friend, and his wife are both prominent psychologists, and my daughter has degrees in criminal psychology and justice. I often wish I had studied the subject myself, but at that age I was far more interested in rock music, free love, illegal substances, and telling stories. The Glimpse series is named that because in each book I try to offer the reader a look into the killer’s mind set, and offer an answer to the question most people want answering; why.
One thing about Glimpse 4 I think readers will find interesting:
A character named Jolly appears in Glimpse, the Tender Killer as the evil alter-ego of the schizophrenic serial killer, Bobby Cornhill, whom the media nickname, The Biblical Killer, because of the religious quotes written in blood on the victim’s walls. I received a lot of emails from readers demanding not only to bring him back, but asking the question, was Jolly a real entity or just a figment of Cornhill’s very troubled mind. While I loved creating this character, I was stunned that readers wanted more, and in Glimpse, the Angel Shot, Jolly features a lot more. This time one of the main protagonists, Rick McCoy sees, and talks to Jollly. The question again is: Is Jolly real, or is Rick slowly going insane?
Who is Jolly?
I am genuinely staggered by the number of readers who wanted to know more about my character, Jolly. I wanted the reader to wonder, is Jolly real, or just a figment of a very troubled mind? And boy, did they.
I loved Jolly, and felt I was crossing the border into the supernatural, as if I was writing like my more famous namesake. I put a lot of effort into making Jolly feel real to not only the murderer, but make the reader ask that question, is he somehow real and chooses who he appears to? 
I had so many requests, when I sat down to write Book 4, The Angel Shot, I knew I had to bring Jolly back, and, I did with a vengeance. The hairs on the back of my neck still tingle when I read about Jolly, and I know what happens next! I hope those readers who wanted to see him again are satisfied, and they can finally decide if he is just imaginary, or somehow, a sentient character who chooses who he will appear to, and influence. How could he appear to Bobby and make him murder liars in an internet chat room, yet confront Rick McCoy and offer a lifeline to save Juliet, his wife? And, then, when Jolly appears to Juliet and offers a way to find solace, and help to keep her sanity, is he helping, or hindering her recovery?
Suffice to say, my beta readers, my editor and narrator, enjoy the juxtaposition that Jolly creates. While Rick worries, he is losing his mind, supposedly, all Jolly wants to do is save his wife’s sanity, and life. 
Could such a thing actually happen? As Pat says to Rick when he finally admits to her he is seeing Jolly "We all need help at different times in our lives, sometimes more than others. Often, speaking about what is inside us helps our fears and anxieties dissipate by bringing them into the open and letting you examine them in the cold light of day. I can see Jolly seems real to you, which of course, he would, wouldn't he? If it weren't so real, you'd shrug it off and laugh. A psychosis, no matter how severe, is always real to the person experiencing it. It should never be shrugged off, laughed at, or ignored for that matter. You've been under more stress than anyone should have to bear, I'd be amazed if you didn't come through it without some, shall we say, quirks. It doesn't mean you're mad or need locking up or can't function as you are. But I think the first step for you is to understand why this is happening. Guilt is one of the most powerful motivators there is, and I think once you accept that, work with it instead of trying to fight it, you will see Jolly less and less.
Will Jolly appear in a future story?
Hmm, I am honestly not sure. From my perspective, he is a wonderful, rich character to write for. Intelligent, deep, and he keeps quoting the bible to suit any given situation. So, maybe he will. I’m not saying Jolly is appearing to me, but I sometimes, in the still of the night, hear him whispering to: “Stephen, bring me back…”

Why a short story in the Glimpse series?
I am reminded of the adage, less is more, and for writers, that means the less you say, the more impact it can have. So, the challenge for me was only writing 13000 words featuring a character I love writing for, when sometimes I could just write, and write and write… Then, before I know it, I’m approaching 100,000 novel limit. When I read through The Dinner Guest, as I have so many times now, I realize just how much I was able to say, with so few words, and I am thrilled with the result. I am tempted to perhaps write a few more short stories, or novellas for Pat, and Rick, in their own anthology. We shall see how Book 5 is received, and if there is a demand from my loyal reader. 
Well, as I said earlier, never say never.
Thank you so much for having me on your blog, and the chance to chat about my Glimpse world.
                      So nice having you here today!
In case you missed them, here are the first three thrillers in 
                               the Glimpse series






Monday, October 26, 2020

Celebrating release day for Undercover Outlaw!

     

  A man consumed by the need for revenge. 
A woman willing to sacrifice all for her freedom.

   Jesse is determined to track down the man who killed his brother in cold blood. Impersonating an outlaw, his quest for justice becomes a living, breathing, part of his soul.
   Trinity is heading to Denver to escape her vicious guardians. When her stagecoach is robbed, Jesse kidnaps her, and all her well-laid plans collide with his, leaving them both in danger.
   Trapped in Prairie Ridge by a flood, Jesse and Trinity's feelings soon run as high and wild as the river. When Jesse is accused of murder, Trinity stands by his side, and they take on the town's tyrannical leader. As the city cowers in fear, help comes from an unexpected source, but can it save Jesse from a hangman's noose?


 5 STARS from Still Moments Magazine
Read review                              

 5 STARS from N.N. Light

5 STARS from Readers' Favorite

  Grab your copy here....

Excerpt: 
“That day by the stream, when you called me a liar, you were right. I liked the way you made me feel—and I want more.”   
   The moonlight broke through the clouds and streamed through the bedroom window, etching her in a pale glow, reminding him of the innocence that lay beneath the brave words. An odd sense of responsibility, or something, had him hesitating as if he were leading her astray.   
   “Jesse, fate has delivered me to your bed not once, but twice. I don’t have the strength nor the desire to resist you a second time.”
She blinked her eyes and stifled a little yawn. Was she even fully awake? 
    Nope. This wasn’t gonna happen. He had no intentions of wooing a virgin, or dealing with the resulting emotional aftereffects. So he’d better get out of here, because only a saint or a dead man could keep resisting such guileless seduction. 
   “I always believed the third time’s a charm.” He gathered what he’d come in with and headed out the bedroom door. “Don’t follow me.” 

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Gini Rifkin’s books follow characters who are courageous and passionate about life, and when they meet, sparks fly while danger often threatens. Her settings include the American West, Medieval and Victorian England, and Contemporary fantasy. When not writing, Gini has the privilege of caring for her menagerie of rescue animals including ducks, geese, goats, rabbits, donkeys, and cats. Her writing keeps her hungry to learn new things, and she considers family and friends her most treasured of gifts. So step back in time or into the future, where adventurous romance is waiting just for you. 

#westernromance #historicalromance #Feistyheroine #adventurousromance #UndercoverOutlaw #soileddovewithheartofgold #sweetlysensuous #FiveStarHistoricalWestern

Under the Apple Blossoms The snow is gone in Redford Falls and romance is in bloom.

 A Redford Falls Story ~ Book 3    

A tragic accident tore them apart. She left him behind and broke his heart. Is he strong enough to risk it again?


Police officer, Tyler Kringle, keeps his heart locked behind bars. His first and only love, Maripier Nadeau, left Redford Falls many years ago after a family tragedy. She moved on, leaving him to pick up the shattered pieces of his heart. But now Maripier is home to care for her father and to attend a dedication ceremony in her mother’s honour. Her return rattles Tyler’s cage, causing old emotions to resurface. Once he discovers the truth from the past, can he reclaim the love of his life and lock-down their future before she leaves again?

Excerpt:
Glancing in the rear-view mirror, she lifted her foot to let the vehicle slow. Stupid. Fleeing the accident and speeding away from the police was a rash judgment call.                                                         The kind officer seemed quite taken with her car, and the pony warranted the enthusiasm. The policeman, whose tall, fit body filled out his uniform, had short dark brown hair with layers blending into the top. She sensed a strange pull toward him, and when he removed his sunglasses and she looked into his eyes, she understood the attraction. It took only a second to make the connection. The hot police officer was none other than the ex she left behind so many years ago. 
The revelation soured their casual banter. Seeing Tyler stole her breath, and the clear blue sky turned dark and stormy. Thankfully, he hadn’t recognized her. Maripier expected to see him at some point, but not within minutes of arriving. Taken aback, she ran. Just like before.

Review of Under the Apple Blossoms: 
So nice to be in Redford Falls in the summertime. 
Our heroine, Maripier left Redford Falls in haste following the tragic death of her mother. But she left behind more than the heartbreak of losing a parent. She left behind the young man she loved. 
Eleven years later, returning to take care of her father, she is faced with secrets of the past and the uncertainty of the future. 
Tyler Kringle never got over losing Maripier. She never answered the letters he sent which left him angry as well as hurt. He also carries a burden of guilt for how things played out in the past. 
There is a family feud still simmering in the background, built on half-truths that have led everyone down misguided emotional paths. 
In the midst of all this uncertainty, Tyler is trying to help raise his rebellious niece. Being a police officer, he uses the strict-by-the-book approach, tempered by his heart of gold. 
Maripier uses a more gentle approach with the young lady and the niece is part of the catalyst bringing Tyler and Maripier back together. 
Unable to ignore their feelings, and the apple blossom memories they both cherish, a happy ending seems a done deal if they can come together with open minds and open hearts. 
You won't want to miss the ending. Another very enjoyable read from Darlene Fredette. 
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Ask the author! Have you ever included a line, character, or situation in a story just to secretly amuse yourself? 

Many times. A couple that stand out are...

A neighbor had a chocolate lab named Hershey who was absolutely adorable. I loved the name and had to include Hershey in one of my books. I recently saw this neighbor during a walk and after he told me about Hershey’s passing, I told him I had added Hershey to a story I wrote. He said he would look it up and then he bought the book for his wife.

Oh wow, to have a pet "memorialized" in a book must have been a great comfort to your neighbors. I've read the book to which you are referring, Hershey's Choice. Another touching romance. 


What else?  A friend visited one day and called our German Shepherd a beast because he was so big. Now, I tend to use the term ‘beast’ in my books when referring to large dogs, lol. Love it. I'll have to watch for that, now that I know the inside story. Thanks Darlene.





 Join me in November for Redford Falls book 4 

                       A Recipe for Romance

                







Undercover Outlaw release day!

                             

  A man consumed by the need for revenge. 
A woman willing to sacrifice all for her freedom.

   Jesse is determined to track down the man who killed his brother in cold blood. Impersonating an outlaw, his quest for justice becomes a living, breathing, part of his soul.
   Trinity is heading to Denver to escape her vicious guardians. When her stagecoach is robbed, Jesse kidnaps her, and all her well-laid plans collide with his, leaving them both in danger.
   Trapped in Prairie Ridge by a flood, Jesse and Trinity's feelings soon run as high and wild as the river. When Jesse is accused of murder, Trinity stands by his side, and they take on the town's tyrannical leader. As the city cowers in fear, help comes from an unexpected source, but can it save Jesse from a hangman's noose?


 5 STARS from Still Moments Magazine
Read review                              

 5 STARS from N.N. Light

  Grab your copy here....

Excerpt: 
“That day by the stream, when you called me a liar, you were right. I liked the way you made me feel—and I want more.”   
   The moonlight broke through the clouds and streamed through the bedroom window, etching her in a pale glow, reminding him of the innocence that lay beneath the brave words. An odd sense of responsibility, or something, had him hesitating as if he were leading her astray.   
   “Jesse, fate has delivered me to your bed not once, but twice. I don’t have the strength nor the desire to resist you a second time.”
She blinked her eyes and stifled a little yawn. Was she even fully awake? 
    Nope. This wasn’t gonna happen. He had no intentions of wooing a virgin, or dealing with the resulting emotional aftereffects. So he’d better get out of here, because only a saint or a dead man could keep resisting such guileless seduction. 
   “I always believed the third time’s a charm.” He gathered what he’d come in with and headed out the bedroom door. “Don’t follow me.” 

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Gini Rifkin’s books follow characters who are courageous and passionate about life, and when they meet, sparks fly while danger often threatens. Her settings include the American West, Medieval and Victorian England, and Contemporary fantasy. When not writing, Gini has the privilege of caring for her menagerie of rescue animals including ducks, geese, goats, rabbits, donkeys, and cats. Her writing keeps her hungry to learn new things, and she considers family and friends her most treasured of gifts. So step back in time or into the future, where adventurous romance is waiting just for you. 

#westernromance #historicalromance #Feistyheroine #adventurousromance #UndercoverOutlaw #soileddovewithheartofgold #sweetlysensuous #FiveStarHistoricalWestern


Tuesday, October 20, 2020

The pine tree riot flag and the Veterans Exempt flag

 We've all heard about the Boston Tea Party rebellion. But two years prior to that there was the Pine Tree Rebellion. 

 The Pine Tree Riot was an act of resistance to British royal authority undertaken by American colonists in New Hampshire in 1772.

By the late 17th century the construction and maintenance of the huge number of ships required to build and defend the British Empire left few suitable trees in Britain. Eastern white pines from colonial New England were superior timber, and England needed them  to maintain Britain's navel and trading advantage.

Laws were passed in North America making it illegal to cut down "any white pine tree of the growth of 12 inches of diameter" or face a fine of £5 to £50. Hence the small width of hardwood floors back then.

 "Surveyors of the King's Woods" were assigned by the crown to mark the desired trees with a broad arrow symbol. The law caused more anger than the Stamp Act or tea tax. Mill owners rebelled and were arrested and fined. The next day the sheriff and his deputy were attacked and run out of town. The perpetrators were found and fined and rebellion ran high, planting the seeds for the Boston Tea Party and the revolutionary war. 

The pine tree flag used in the rebellion was not new. This image had been around since the 1600's as a symbol of the colonies, especially Massachusetts. 


Later, the flag of New England came about with two prominent symbols: a pine tree and the red color. Other features, like the St.
George's Cross is not always displayed on the flag, but the pine almost always is.

George Washington then adopted the idea adding "An appeal to heaven" as he asked for Divine help to win the upcoming war of independence. 


My favorite flag emerged during the War of 1812. 
The battle of Plattsburg, also known as the Battle of Lake Champlain, was a major turning point in the war. The Plattsburg flag is also  known as the Veterans Exempt flag. 

   As the war raged on, a New York State militia group was formed in July of 1812, led by Captain Melvin Woolsey. The group was made up of Revolutionary War veterans who were otherwise exempt from military service due to their age, but who volunteered their service during the Battle of Plattsburgh. 

 Still a mystery!detailed description of the flag and its association with the Veterans Exempt group was published in the Plattsburgh Republican newspaper in 1812. Other than this single reference, no one knows the exact origin of this impressive flag.

This is not to be confused with the Gadsden flag named after the American general and politician Christopher Gadsden (1724–1805), who designed it in 1775 during the American Revolution.


And then there's the Culpeper flag flown by The Culpeper Minutemen, a militia group from Culpeper, VA that was formed in 1775 by the 3rd Virginia Convention to fight in the Revolutionary War

             Sheldon was correct, flags are fun! 






Friday, October 2, 2020

99 CENT SALE, Trapper's Moon

                 OCT. 2nd thru OCT. 15th 2020   
       Winner of Reader's Choice Award 
           at Still Moments Magazine         
   
As a free trapper, mountain man Kade McCauley is wary of the Hudson Bay Company. Their form of vengeance against those who are not part of the company can be deadly. When he and his partner are attacked, he fights back, only to discover one of his shots struck an innocent. A woman who touches his soul, and he will do anything to keep her safe. 

While searching for her Native American tribe, Blind Deer crosses paths with Kade—with near fatal results. Once she is patched up, she decides it is safer to travel with him than alone Their uneasy alliance turns to genuine caring, but Blind Deer's past gets in the way, and she must choose between love or old obligations. 

But nothing in life is carved in stone except the mountains, and those formidable peaks have been known to change the course of a man's life or a woman's.
                             
                                    
               Only 99 Cents for a wagon-load of 
                       adventure and romance.
Excerpt: 
     Sitting by the door of the cabin, Kade tipped his chair back against the wall, then he reached down to scratch the big dog lying at his side. “Where do you hale from, Blind Deer?”
      Coming at her out of the blue, the question took her by surprise. She considered her answer. The Bitterroot Valley had been her home, but she had yet to make it back there in her current travels. Besides, why should he care? 
   “Where I am from depends upon whom you ask.” At her evasive
answer, Kade raised a brow in exasperation. Regretting her sharp words she continued. “Having a white mother, and an Indian father, the Salish say I am from the circle that overlaps. They think I am honored to walk in two worlds. The Missionaries say I belong nowhere, and I corrupt both worlds.”
     “And what do you say?”
     She hesitated before answering. Here was a question no one had bothered to ask her before. “I am just me. And for now I am where I belong.”
     “Or maybe you’re a world unto yourself.” Kade tipped his chair forward, and the front legs thumped back down onto the floor.
     Did he laugh at her? His expression was serious, and kindness lived in his eyes. 
     Kade McCauley seemed very different from most of the dogface white men she’d met. 

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