Category: Blacksmith’s Heart

Blacksmith’s Heart is over. I hope you enjoyed reading it, as much as I enjoyed sharing it with you. Now comes the difficult decision of what to share next. I have several ideas, but I have to look into them carefully, and decide which you will like. Fully confession, I also have to remember which…

“We haven’t really thought about it,” Hana said. “Why?” “Because Uncle Ed and I were married in November, a week before Thanksgiving. Would you consider that?” “We sure will,” Hana said. “I would love to share your special day. If so, we’ll have to get hopping. It’s mid-September. November fifteenth will be on top of…

Jasper and Jeff were dressed in their bronco busting gear, complete with chaps. Jasper was wearing the same green outfit he’d had on the day that Hana met him. He looked so handsome in the light of the setting sun, Hana wanted to kiss him. Tyee and the band were set up on a small…

They dutifully wrote their autographs in the book. “Have you done other covers?” another woman asked. “I have,” Jasper replied. “Maybe you saw Jack Barrow’s Wagon and Cheshire Lords?” “Oh, my God! I have both of those! Not with me….” “That was you on Jack Barrow?” a third lady asked. “Oh, my God! Is he…

“This isn’t getting the packing done,” he said after about half an hour. “No, but I’ve enjoyed hearing you play. Did you ever think about doing this professionally?” “Yeah, but that makes it too much like work. I use my music to relax and mellow out. Some folks drink, others do drugs, I play guitar.”…

“Could be. She won’t ever talk about it, I’m sure. This is a Mom I don’t know. I’m not sure what to make of it.” “Why make anything of it? Just enjoy it.” “Good idea.” Since it was still fairly early, Jasper helped Hana locate some of the items that Aunt Enid wanted. Mostly, she…

“Carol, Janet, Sharon and Brenda,” Jasper supplied. “I’m good with names.” “I’m not. I’m great with faces and I can tell you where I know someone from, but I can’t remember names worth a damn.” “You remember my name, don’t you?” Jasper moved close, arms circling her waist. “I think? I know I’ve seen you…

She led him to the master bedroom. This room really reflected Enid’s personality. Pictures of her and Ed graced the walls and every available surface. Jasper balked once more. “Do we have any neutral ground? If we make love in your room, I’ll feel like a child molester. If we make love in here, I’ll…