New Foreigner Book!


a few hardcovers and pbs available from Closed Circle, signed. Latest: Moonlover and the Fountain of Blood, Jane Fancher short story. Chernevog, part 2 of the Rusalka trilogy co-written by CJ and Jane; and Orion's Children, a tetralogy from Lynn.

Spring has truly sprung here…iris are sending up shoots, buds on trees…

are increasing.

The pond is now clear, clear to the bottom. All our fishes are happy. I can’t feed them yet.

I’m doing the final edit on the NEXT Foreigner book before writing the ending.

The house is a mess. But we are bringing order out of that chaos. Slowly. While working on the garden and two books.

Morning, and I hear birds singing…we don’t have the more colorful prairie birds this deep in the city, but I have my silly sparrows, and they’re back in the quince bush outside my window, in mating frenzy. They like our pond—they’re the cleanest birds in north Spokane; and they’re not afraid of the cats—who watch through the window. I miss our rosy house finches, but not the apartment where they visited.

So I’ll take my rowdy little browncoats, and enjoy them at very close range—only 3 feet from my chair. They’re not afraid of me, either. And they’re back every year.

The quince is about to bloom: it’ll be pink when it gets the blooms going—monster bush, high as the eaves.

27 comments to Spring has truly sprung here…iris are sending up shoots, buds on trees…

  • We’ve got a few hardy robins and flickers through most of the winter, with a few migrations running through at times. Juncos, sparrows, several varieties of jay, chickadees, ring-neck doves (someone released some a few years back and they’re all over here,) hummingbirds, and probably dozens more all over the place here.

    Right now I don’t know what it is singing at dawn because I’m NOT getting up to look, but it sure as heck sounds like a canary. Very musical, loud, and it doesn’t seem to ever shuddup! lol!

    I gave up feeding the little birds here even though I’d love to, because I was tired of feeding the resident rats and my neighbor’s cats.

  • Something in the space (wall covered with creeping fig) between my building and the townhouses next door was making a racket at intervals last night. Since I haven’t heard it during the day, and it sounded like a bird of some kind, I think it’s owls. Maybe screech wols, given the relatively small space available, and the lack of visible nest.

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