Please welcome my guest, Romance Author Susabelle Kelmer.
Susabelle is a wife and mother living at the base of the Rocky Mountains in Northern Colorado. She believes in romance, second chances, and the magic of moonlight. When she isn't writing, she works with students with disabilities in the college environment.
Susabelle's tagline is Love is Everything.
Summer is Here!
I want to thank Katherine Grey for hosting me on her blog today. I’m so excited to talk about my debut novel with The Wild Rose Press. Fairest of the Faire published on June 5th (more on that later). Today, I’d love to talk to you about a Rocky Mountain Summer!
I live just east of the foothills of the Rockies in Northern Colorado. Summer doesn’t get here until late, and it comes in slow, like someone trying to step into cold water. First a toe goes in, then is pulled back out and we shiver. Then another try with the toe, and maybe the whole foot. Then back out as the chill returns. It snows through May and sometimes into June. The ground never really warms up the way it does in the Midwest where I come from. Gardening is a dice game.
But then everything blooms: the tulips and daffodils, the poppies in reds and oranges, the irises of every possible color. My dianthus always come back in a burst of color, as if they had not died down to nothing over the winter. And then the peonies bloom. The smell is heavenly, the huge blooms open up like triple-petaled roses. They grow particularly well here, although the three in my yard are too young to do so. The cemetery near my house has hundreds of them – nearly every grave has one or two planted on it.
Up in the mountains this time of year, the wildflowers are beginning to bloom. Columbine, purple lattice, bluebells, wild roses, Indian Paintbrush, elephant heads, and plenty more I don’t know the names of. Open fields are crowded with yellows and whites, and ever damp space of ditch next to the mountain roads are like rainbows. The season is short, and the flowers have to take advantage of the time they do have. It amazes me to see them. There may be no other vegetation, especially above the tree line, but the flowers are there.
Those precious few months of summer mean we are gardening hard, trying to get our vegetables to harvest before the hard freeze comes, before the snow. Tomatoes and peppers can barely make it. Cold weather veggies like kohlrabi, cabbage, cauliflower, broccoli, beets, turnips, and parsnips love it and do well. Summer squash can grow as fast as weeds because of our dry heat, but winter squash often do not produce until just before our first hard freeze. But still, we try, because that’s what gardeners do. Often, we say to one another, “Well, there’s always next year!”
I love all of the seasons here, even if some of them are short. Spring comes and goes in a month, and autumn bursts out in bright yellow when our Aspen trees turn, but only lasts a couple of months. Snow by Halloween is common. Right now, though, I’m looking forward to summer barbecues, concerts in the park, hikes in the green valleys, bike rides on the greenways, and evenings sitting on the outside patio at one of our many local restaurants, enjoying the late sunsets.
What do you most like about summer? Answer in the comments!
Katherine here. Check out Susabelle's new contemporary romance. The excerpt is below.
Schoolteacher Connie Meyers is suddenly a young widow, her husband killed in a horrific car accident. Heartbroken to find out he had gambled away everything they had, she moves to her sister-in-law's Midwest home to rebuild her life. A trip to the local Renaissance Faire with her nieces leads to a summer job as a costumed storyteller.
Avowed bad boy and fair performer Gage Youngblood is infatuated with Connie at first sight. Despite his deliberately commitment-free life, and Connie's don't-touch-me attitude, he soon has her in his arms, realizing quickly she is also in his heart.
When she is threatened by her late husband's bookie, he steps into the role of protector, his fate forever sealed with hers.
“Who said anything about a relationship?” he said, standing up so he could tower over her again. “I’m just trying to have a little fun. You know, fun?”
If he’d been an animal, she was sure he’d have had hair raised on the back of his neck, he seemed so angry, and it struck her painfully. She hadn’t wanted to anger him or hurt him. She turned away from him and closed her eyes to tamp down the tears she knew would come if she let them. She crossed her arms over her chest, to hold in the pain. Being tired made her much too vulnerable.
“Yes,” she finally said. “I know about fun. Life isn’t always fun, though.”
“Princess.” His voice was soft, tender. “I won’t hurt you. It’s not in my plan.”
Despite herself, she felt the shivers of desire race down from her shoulders, down her arms and legs, and back up to that secret, soft place at her core. She bowed her head and gritted her teeth, hoping for the feeling to go away.
“And what is your plan, Gage?”
“It’s a simple plan. I want you to feel good. I want to feel good, too.”
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