A merry month of May recap

Nora has three weeks of recaps ahead of her in July, so I offered to write one about the nearly back-to-back girl trips we shared.

As long-time readers of this blog know, the spring trip to Nemacolin is filled with a weird duality: relaxing days, competitive evenings.  Or, as I tenderly put it, Stupid Games. We’ll get to them in a bit. 

Sarah and I joined Nora and Kayla in the party(ish) bus out.  Why not let someone else do the work while we caught up (and sipped some Veuve)?  On the way, BW texted me that we’d left the Switch (and all the games) at the house.  I would have been fine shrugging that off as an “Oh, well!” but I realized Nicole didn’t plan to leave until noon. I heroically asked if she’d mind stopping by Nora’s to get the Switch.  She said yes.

Darn it all.

After a smooth ride, we arrived by 1:30 pm to a happy welcome from the butlers and the door staff.  Rooms were ready and so we all settled in, then took a walk over to the shops to stretch our legs. 

Nicole and Kat arrived later in the afternoon, the former with the dread gaming console, the latter with bags of clothes for the annual spa clothing swap.  We were so curious to see what Nora no longer needed, that the swap happened on night one, instead of games.  A reprieve!

The weather in the first part of the week was lovely, and the sunsets were glorious.  We came home to that miserably wet Memorial Day weekend, so every day spent outside was a gift.

On Saturday, Kayla, Nicole, Sarah and I went to High Tea in the “secret” room that opened in The Chateau in 2025.  (Nora opted to stay back to take a walk, then dive into John Sandford’s Revenge Prey.) We’d gone there last year on Mother’s Day and it was too good to not go again.  The room is a soothing blue and white, with tables placed neatly through the space so every guest had breathing room. We had the center table again and photos were mandatory.

Tea for four, please.
Place setting.
All the treats.

Once we reached the peak fullness on the treats, our hostess boxed up the leftover sweets.  A walk sounded like the proper way process all that sugar.  A sudden thunderstorm was blowing outside so we wandered from the Chateau through the Grand Lodge and over to the Art Studio.  We were already scheduled for a group paint session with Claire Hardy on Sunday, but the team at the studio has added other activities.

As a post-High Tea activity, Nicole, Sarah and I made candles.  Later in the week, the three of us plus Nora and Kat tried glass fusion.  As always, it’s fun to chat while we debated colors, scents and textures then created to our hearts’ content.

That night, we started the games.  First round of Scrabble for Kat, Nicole and Nora, while I bowled with Sarah and Kayla.  I won that first round of bowling (!) while Nora took the first round of Scrabble – she opened the game with a seven-letter word!  It was such a lovely evening with the sunset streaming through the windows and door open to the patio, and everyone was relaxed so we flowed through the next few rounds of bowling and finished the evening with Nicole as the first winner of a final.

Sunday was oil painting with Claire.  Nora had chosen a floral picture that most of us used as the launching point.  Kayla and Kat went off in their own directions.  Nora now paints with Claire four times a year — 3x in oil, 1x in acrylic – and she has honed her technique in a lovely and relaxed way. (Someone’s got to give Nora the shout out she deserves.)  Pizza dinner always follows painting – as did some more games, of course.

The image Nora suggested,
Our interpretations.

The weekend set the flow for the rest of the visit.  Treatments, reading, movement, room service, then games.  Kayla and Sarah had their usual one-on-one final in Just Dance.  I happened to take the Trivia game and the Scrabble final.  Kayla, who also took Reverse Charades and the Wild Card categories was named the Biggest Winner. 

I won, despite these letters.
The Big Winner.
Final tally.

And just like that, it was time to go home.  For four days.

On the fifth day we headed to Tyson’s Corner for Kat’s birthday shopping trip.  I joined the group late on the first day due to a doctor’s appointment related to my upcoming hip replacement, but all reports were that everyone found wandered the mall and found items to their liking.

Nora’s personal shopper, Azita, has been with Saks forever.  With the closing of all the Saks stores in the DC area, she and her team shifted to Neiman Marcus at Tysons.   

Nora and the team.

We had loads of fun in the new location with familiar faces and new friends.  And the lunch menu was based on Nora’s books. Absolutely delicious.

We had so much fun that the dates for this December and next spring are already set!

The very clever menu.

Nora and family head back to Nemacolin next week for their summer stay, then it’s off to Italy in early July.  My hip replacement was supposed to be today, but was pushed back to July 16 – the middle of the Italy trip.  I’ll do everything possible to keep the travelogues flowing!

Laura

The Final Target discussion

Of Hats and Horses

Nora and her table mates.
Pano by BW.
All the entries.
Nora and Kayla with the winners.
A closer look at the first place hat.

Bird bath and rhododendron still life.
Knockout roses abloom.
Columbine blooming amid the pavers.

Perfect in Death Cover reveal

Finally Spring

Birth of the Witch

Niamh McShane was born a witch and died a witch in the same moment, at the tender age of thirteen. A victim of the madness that spread from Salem Town to her home on Piety Island, her only comfort in her last hours came from the weavers imprisoned with her, who saw within her light and power and gave her some of their own.

Over three hundred years later, on the same island, Neve McShane wakes with excitement on her thirteenth birthday and unwraps gifts from her aunts: sneakers, an iPhone, and a stunning antique pendant. Then she receives something else: a revelation that will change her life.

Astonished, Neve learns that her aunts’ abilities go beyond simple kitchen magic and the potions they sell in their shop. Their tales of past lives aren’t just whimsical fantasies. They are witches, and so is she. Their lives–past and present–are bound together by that pivotal day centuries ago. Now Neve has been tasked with stopping a growing darkness. To prepare for the dangerous enemy that awaits, Neve hones her skills and searches for clues to aid in her quest. And at night, she dreams of a young man from Ireland whose eyes met with hers for a fateful moment, centuries ago…

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Fury in Death cover reveal

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The Final Target excerpt

St. Martin’s Press cover
LBUK cover

He showed up at Arden Bowie’s debut author appearance with a copy of her novel and an eager smile. He showered her with compliments and got her autograph. Then he came to her next event. And the one after that.

Dustin was just an aspiring writer who wanted advice, Arden reassured herself. But after giving in to one of his incessant invitations and chatting with him over coffee, she discovered that ignoring her inner alarm bell had been a terrible mistake…

An introvert at heart, Arden had long craved solitude—but now, after a harrowing assault, she finds herself hiding behind locked doors and startling at every sound. And her relief at his imprisonment is tempered by anxiety when Dustin’s wealthy mother helps to get him a paltry five-year sentence at a psychiatric facility.

Arden decides to write a new story for herself, moving to a tiny Oregon town and befriending Gideon, an ex-LAPD detective. But while she learns to thrive, Dustin remains his delusional, twisted self, as fixated as ever and now seething with anger. He still believes Arden’s purpose on earth is to serve and please him. And his job is to protect her. But who will protect her from him?


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Stolen in Death discussion space

A blow to the head with a block of amethyst has left multibillionaire Nathan Barrister dead—while nearby, a vault, its door ajar, sits filled with priceless paintings, jewelry, and other treasures. Lieutenant Eve Dallas’s husband, Roarke—who misspent his youth in Ireland as a scrappy thief—recognizes at least two stolen pieces among the hoard. The crime scene suggests a burglar caught in the act. But only one item seems to be missing.

Then it’s revealed that the vault had actually belonged to the victim’s late father—and no one in the household knew it was there until a recent remodeling project exposed it. To protect the family name and business, they explain to Eve, they’d been looking for a way to return the ill-gotten gains anonymously and avoid the police. But now the police are all over their elegant house, and have a bigger, bloodier mystery to solve.

By all accounts, Nathan Barrister was a good man, a generous employer, a devoted husband and father. As for his father—he clearly had secrets. Now it’s up to Eve and her team to find out if those secrets got Nathan killed—and if it was a crime of passion or revenge.

Hello again!

Gorgeous table for a holiday lunch. Photo by Laura
Then we made wreaths! Photo by Laura
Mid-December view from Nora’s kitchen.
The whole gang.
In the new thing for a new year category, Nora made buttermilk biscuits for the first time.

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