Happy Wednesday!

Hi!

Hope all is well in your neck of the woods. We're expecting another cold snap this weekend. I don't want to rush my life away, but I am looking forward to the arrival of spring. 

Please let me know if I can pray for you this week.

FROM MY WRITING DESK

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Tech & Publishing: 

I've been busy updating the Faith Writes Publishing LLC website and building a new app to help authors with their formatting.

Anthology News:

Lastly, I’m officially prepping my files for an exciting new anthology. Stay tuned for the big reveal!

FARM NEWS

The Great Wool Heist

You would think that with all the hay in the world, a goat would be satisfied. But no, goats operate on the logic that the neighbor’s grass is greener—and apparently, the neighbor’s wool is tastier.

Farmer Joe and I both started noticing last week that the sheep were looking a bit… lopsided. Upon closer inspection, it looked like she’d had a very specific, very poor haircut on her left flank. I turned around just in time to catch Nestor standing there, looking remarkably smug, with a long, curly lock of wool hanging out the side of his mouth. He wasn't even chewing; she was just savoring the theft. Surprisingly, over the next few days, we caught several other goats doing the same. I suppose when you’re a goat, a sheep isn't just a friend—it’s a walking, bleating buffet of fiber.

Of course, since we can't have the goats munching on wool, we had to get Daisy and Hannah each a coat to protect them from bored wintertime goats with nothing better to do than pull wool off their woolen barn mates. We also added some extra nutritional supplements in case the problem stems from more than boredom.  

The Great Snow Rescue of '26

After being cooped up for a week following that heavy North Central PA snow dump, the chickens and ducks were acting like they were in a maximum-security prison. They were practically pacing the coop floor, demanding their "yard time."

Hoping the sun had packed the snow down enough, we finally opened the hatch. The ducks, ever the optimists, led the charge with a chorus of excited quacks, launched themselves off the ramp… and promptly vanished. It was like a cartoon—just a clean, duck-shaped hole in the drift.

The chickens, not wanting to be outdone, fluttered out after them, only to realize that "landing" wasn't an option. They just became feathered white puffballs stuck in five-foot drifts, looking around with deep betrayal in their eyes. I spent some time wading through the snow, plucking soggy birds out of the powder like we were harvesting very grumpy, very cold potatoes. Needless to say, they were much more appreciative of the coop once they were back in their safe place.

Seriously though, only a couple of the sillier ducks and chickens got stuck in the deep snow drifts, and they're all happy to have the freedom to be out and about again, and hopefully, they've learned to stay out of the white stuff. But with a cold snap due to arrive on Saturday, their freedom may be short-lived.

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SHERRI WILSON JOHNSON

When a forensic accountant returns to his family’s farm to investigate his grandfather’s suspicious death, he must protect a single mom and her daughters from a killer—before Christmas turns deadly.

Liam Holcomb is a no-nonsense forensic accountant, not a farmer—but when his grandfather dies under suspicious circumstances, Liam returns to the Anything Goats farm near Nashville to investigate. What he finds buried in old records suggests the death wasn’t an accident—and someone wanted the land badly enough to kill for it.

Wren Meadows, a free-spirited goat yoga instructor and single mom, is busy planning the church’s Christmas celebration at the farm when her daughters witness something they shouldn’t have. Now, threats are closing in, and Liam may be the only one who can protect them.

He’s serious, guarded, and sworn off relationships. She’s sunshine, spontaneity, and a walking invitation to chaos. But as danger deepens and sparks fly, Liam and Wren may discover that opposites don’t just attract—they just might save each other.

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Purchases go toward the "Nestor’s Boredom Fund"—helping us keep the sheep in cozy coats and the goats well-fed with actual hay (rather than wool).

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