Happy Sunday!! Let’s start with winners.
Congratulations to Andrea Schiffner for winning Jennifer Bray-Weber’s book, Carol Cork for winning Miranda Neville’s book and Sue Gorman for winning a set of Keeper Kards and a pen!!
I’m giving away a set of Keeper Kards and a pen each week for the next month. All you have to do is tell me you want them.
The house reorganization is still underway. This week will be devoted to painting kitchen cabinets and touch-ups.
I did buy new chair cushions and a mooring ball.
I’ll leave you with an excerpt from Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret.
The morning following the disaster with his betrothed, Will sent his groom to the flower market. As he was tying his neckcloth, Griff returned empty-handed.
This was not good. “Where are the flowers?”
Griff fiddled with his hat. “Ain’t got a market hereabouts.”
Will almost rolled his eyes. His groom wasn’t usually so dense. “Why didn’t you go to the florist?”
“Ain’t got one of them either.”
They must have something. Will ran a hand through his hair. What the deuce was going on? He’d seen a flower arrangement at the Whitecliffs’. “I need to find a bouquet.”
“Sorry, my lord. I looked all over town and didn’t see any at all.”
Damn and blast. “Get your breakfast and meet me down at the warehouse. I’ll ask around.”
“Yes, my lord.” Griff bowed and left the bedchamber.
Will finished his cravat before strolling into the parlor, where he found Andrew already discussing a good portion of fruit. Will strolled to the sideboard and inspected the offerings. “There is apparently no flower market in town.”
Andrew glanced up with a smug expression. “That is what I was given to understand.”
Will paused in the process of selecting a baked egg. “Then where am I to find flowers for Miss Villaret?”
A grin split Andrew’s face. “You have to go to someone’s house and ask to be allowed to pick a bouquet from their garden.”
The egg slipped off the serving spoon Will held. “Ask a private person for flowers? I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
Andrew nodded. “There is a woman in the Queen’s Quarter who raises roses and lilies, among other plants. I have her direction. You may go immediately after breakfast. I was told it is better to pick the blooms in the morning.”
Will retrieved the egg and took a piece of Dum bread stuffed with cheese. “I’ll send Griff.”
“You’ll go yourself,” Andrew said, “or you won’t have them at all. The woman is particular about who she sells them to.”
“Give me the directions.” Will heaved an exasperated sigh. Was nothing easy when it came to Eugénie?
And a picture of the beach.
What have you all been up to?
Ella
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Ella Quinn ~ Author 
Glad you are making progress with cleaning and reorganizing your house. Lots of great authors on the blog this week.
Thanks for the cards and pen!
Me too, Sue! I’ll be glad when it’s all done! Thank you for stopping by, and you’re welcome!
The progress is Looking great!
Thank you, Ki Pha!
Everything seems to be progressing well, Ella. Winning Miranda’s book is a very nice surprise, Thank you!
You’re welcome, Carol! It’s coming along.
My daughter was here, with her daughter, and husband, for the week. Mostly, we played in the yard, except for a visit to the Museum of the Rockies (where they have fantastic dinosaurs), and when it rained, we played Barbies.
That sounds like a wonderful time, Patty! I’m glad you got to see your granddaughter!!
Yes — I want them… 🙂
I am so stinkin’ jealous of the new cushions and the few on the beach! Grrrrrrrrrr… I want to be on the beach the most…
Have a great day!
Diana Huffer dihuffer@gmail.com
You’ll have to find a beach and visit, Diana!!