So where's the snow?

Muddling through life from Austria to Wales; God, life and a small black dog


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What now?

New Year, new starts, blah,blah,blah. We got through Christmas with peace, and had lovely chats with family. Now, maybe it’s the lack of direction, nothing on the horizon, that’s bringing me down. Nothing to look forward to. Lockdown here until 17th January. No holiday houses to do, so not even frantic February to dread/ look forward to. I don’t even want to get back to writing, I’m struggling with the second part of my autobiography as it is.

It’s not often that I get down or lose hope. This afternoon, Dave and I had a look on the net at properties on Wales to see if the prices have gone down; there still seems to be properties about. I felt so low and wanted to cry. I love this place, but want to go. No sale in sight, its just a lost dream. Or is it safer to stay here, as this stupid bug is still storming around?

I know God has a plan, we are in his hands, I know I’m impatient. God, couldn’t we have just a little hint of the way forward? Many years ago, when we were waiting to be re-housed after the eviction, I went to look at a house to rent. On the way home, I cried to him, could you please do something so clear, that we know what to do? I was in a real dilemma. An hour later, we had a call offering us a brand new council house that became our family home. I could do with a bit of that now Lord.

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Happy Christmas!

To all my family and friends, blog followers, facebook groups, and fellow authors.

It’s the biggest birthday of the year and of all time.

In these times, of fear, illness, doubt and people being stubborn about wearing masks, let’s remember God’s grace, and the gift given that we’ve never deserved!

When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

Luke 2, v 17-20


Christmas alone…

All the sadness that is around us at the moment makes it very easy to bow under and feel sorry for yourself.

Dave and I discussed not doing Christmas, as we’ve never been without family or kids in over 38 years.

Then I thought, %^&$%^$%÷##% to you Covid,we will. As we thought about it, we had some positives. We have control of the tv remote…we can eat what we want to, and when…dont even have to get up, well if it wasnt for the dog!

We can still chat to everyone, thanks internet…we actually get to go to a Christmas eve service as usually we either have family here or are in the UK…can sing along to the online carol service and no one can hear!

So I’m quite looking forward to Christmas after all. What are you doing?

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Something to read for Christmas!

Here is a feast of horse stories to enjoy over the festive period. Lots of snow, celebrations, storms, mysteries, excerpts from novels, and even a steam punk horse! The authors are from all over the world; some new and some you know already. Settle down on the sofa with some hot chocolate and enjoy this wonderful cornucopia of Christmas tales!

It’s available as an eBook now, paperback next weekend 14th November.

Celebration by Anna Rashbrook.

New from the Horses and Souls series. A sweet short story from a paddock near Hazeley Manor. Keith and Challenger chat together about the past year and then find themselves involved in a Christmas surprise.

December by Linda Shantz

An excerpt from Amazon bestseller, Good Things Come. Overwhelmed by the Christmas Eve réveillon, Liv escapes to the barn to visit Claire and Chique, the two fillies she’s planned her future around. When her mentor Geai tracks her down, she shares her hopes and fears.

Christmas at Blainstock Castle by Jemma Spark

This Christmas story is part of Book 4 of Jemma Spark’s Jill Series, “Jill and the Steeplechaser”. These books are set in the early 1960s and are follow-ons of the Ruby Ferguson Jill Books.

The Horse Who Hated Christmas by Hilary Walker

Paula’s horse gets ill every Christmas while she’s away, but why? This year she’s finally able to stick around and find out. The answer is not at all what she bargained for!

The Toy Maker by J.A.Campbell

Every winter Nicholas journeys to the city to sell his clever mechanical toys. This year is no different, except a snowstorm delays his return to his ailing wife. When he is finally able to travel, he meets people who guide him toward a new, and promising calling.

A Christmas Storm by Inge Moore

Christmas is coming to a small Alberta farm. Shelley, a recent widow, yearns to make the holiday a happy one for her young children. When a brutal storm threatens, will all be lost?

A Perfect Christmas by Hilary Walker

Dedicated to her father, this fictitious tale features Kimcote Carlo, her son’s extremely naughty Welsh Mountain Pony, who was however, a whiz at pulling her family’s governess cart.

A Christmas Surprise by Meli DeVoss

Magical surprises are one of the best parts of Christmas.  Come curl up, see the magic that emerges, when dreams are whispered into the ears of the rescue horse who arrives before Christmas, in “A Christmas Surprise”.

Ann’s Christmas by Anna Rashbrook

An excerpt from the new, bestselling, Castle in the Air. Christmas is not often seen as a time for a new start, but for Ann, it’s an opportunity to put her past behind her. What could be better than lots of snow and Icelandic horses?

A Christmas  Dream by Meli DeVoss

Christmas is a time for magical dreams and wishing for the impossible to be true.  Return to this cozy period when you dreamed of sweet whinnies, snow hushed hoof beats and frosty winter rides in “A Christmas Dream.”

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Decision time

So far, our flat hasn’t sold, I like to blame the bug for that, and we have to make some decisions quite soon. If we expect to stay for the winter we’ll have to buy our wood and store it soon and buy new winter tyres for the car. September is being lovely which helps!

We haven’t been able to get to the UK because Austria is on the quarantine list, in that when we arrive, we must have 14 days isolated. How this is policed I have no idea but we would honour that. The one brief time where the quarantines were lifted, there were no flights.

I really want to see my son as he has had some problems, and I miss my kids like a heartbreak. maybe I just need to see and touch, but it’s there. The thought of Christmas without either of them looms like a spectre.

There is a glimmer of hope, if we have no bookings on the holiday houses, then we could do a trip home, driving, so Swingle comes too, shortly or just after Christmas, then we could stay a month and do house hunting too.

We’re both believing in God’s timing in all this, we’re praying for the person who will buy and keeping ourselves in belief. It just needs time.