Happy St. David’s Day as well. I was just wondering if you have ever used St. David’s Day in one of your novels. When I lived in Italy they had about 50 holidays a year. Now I think some of those would add color to a story that takes place in Italy.
Hi Vince - just this in Dangerous Flirtation, a title which has been reverted to me and I will be publishing later this year as an eBook -
'Still got a temper then, cariad?' The voice was soft as a shawl of mist around the shoulders of Carreg Cennen. Welsh as the daffodil attached to his lapel for St David. She registered the shock of hair, no longer carrot bright, faded, streaked with silver now, the laughing green eyes, the nose battered by too many fierce encounters on a rugby field.
Yes, those are leeks, Kaelee. Made a big bowl of leek and potato soup yesterday - it was wonderful! (Not that we wait for St David's Day to have this - it's a regular lunchtime treat.)
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Hi Liz:
Happy St. David’s Day as well. I was just wondering if you have ever used St. David’s Day in one of your novels. When I lived in Italy they had about 50 holidays a year. Now I think some of those would add color to a story that takes place in Italy.
Vince
I like those - did you make them?
Happy St. David's Day. Are those leeks on the white petit fours?
Hi Vince - just this in Dangerous Flirtation, a title which has been reverted to me and I will be publishing later this year as an eBook -
'Still got a temper then, cariad?' The voice was soft as a shawl of mist around the shoulders of Carreg Cennen. Welsh as the daffodil attached to his lapel for St David. She registered the shock of hair, no longer carrot bright, faded, streaked with silver now, the laughing green eyes, the nose battered by too many fierce encounters on a rugby field.
Sadly, no, Philip. We're all on a diet here. :)
Yes, those are leeks, Kaelee. Made a big bowl of leek and potato soup yesterday - it was wonderful! (Not that we wait for St David's Day to have this - it's a regular lunchtime treat.)
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