Have you ever been so involved in a book that you feel truly transported into another world? This is what I want to give to you . . .
I live in Montana on, what I call, an accidental farm. You see, my son has a strange superpower, and whatever he wants, the universe will give to him, even if his mommy refuses. When he was in kindergarten, his teacher brought in baby ducks to school. He wanted a duck. That spring, four ducks started living in my front yard. I kid you not. Later, my son's first grade teacher brought chicks to school. He wanted chickens. I refused. The ducks were enough. Just a few months later about twelve chickens came from nowhere and a turkey. Oh, and the turkey wasn't just any kind of turkey, but a mammoth of a bird that scares away the Fedex man. My son wanted a kitten the next year, and I thought the two aging cats we had were enough. The universe had other plans. When we went hiking along the Yellowstone River that spring, we rescued a cold, wet kitten from the swollen waterway.
My son is now content with our animals. I hope.
I write, research the eighteenth century, and hike around my beautiful big sky as much as I can. Usually with my son, praying he doesn't want a coyote or some other animal as we tread along.