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Wednesday, October 20, 2010


Sarah Miles paints gardens. In a garden she paints you might find Dame's Rocket. Dame's Rocket was introduced to North America in the 1600s. It blooms from mid-spring to mid-summer. Some people consider this beautiful wild flower invasive. It looks like phlox and smells like lilac. This plant likes sun or partial shade and well-drained soil. Its leaves are well-drained and toothy. Dame's Rocket reaches a height of two to three feet.
But enough about gardening. Here's an excerpt from Sundial:

"Sarah, what's wrong?"
Sarah didn't respond. She threw the car in reverse, her knuckles white where she gripped the wheel. How could she explain the unexplainable? How did one explain a gray-eyed stranger who materialized in the middle of the road calling her name? Only he pronounced it Saura.
Her hands on the wheel jerked, throwing Meghan's head against the window.
"Ouch." Meghan rubbed her forehead.
"Sorry, a dog ran across the road,"Sarah lied between clenched teeth. She hadnt' been close enough to see his eyes. How could she be so sure they were gray? And she was sure. They were a gray that could darken with passion or turn stormy when he was angry.
What the hell is going on? She took a deep breath and made herself relax.

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