Showing posts with label Helen Scott Taylor. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Christmas Decorations by Helen Scott Taylor



I used to love making crafty things, especially when my children were young. At this time of year we would dig out our bits and pieces box to make Christmas cards and tags and Christmas decorations. Now my children are grown, I rarely seem to have time for things like that these days.

The best I can do is something quick and easy, so I cheated a bit and bought some tiny battery-operated Christmas lights and put them in mason jars. They look so pretty that I plan to get more lights in different colors and put them in different shaped jars and bottles around the house.


I’ve also made a wreath from pine cones that I collected while we were on vacation during the summer. I thought it would be a nice reminder of the fun time the family had that I could carry over to Christmas.


Do you make your own Christmas decorations?


Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen's latest project is a trilogy of sweet Christmas romances that feature pets called Paw Prints on Your Heart. Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.



Two wounded hearts are brought together at Christmas by a trusty golden Labrador and an adorable golden retriever puppy.

Every Christmas Vicky hides so she doesn’t have to celebrate the date she lost her husband and son. She doesn’t want to see anyone but when she finds a dog’s lost ball she meets Jon, a wounded ex-soldier who’s struggling with his own problems. This brave man touches Vicky’s shattered heart and makes her realize she can’t hide forever. With his support, can she find the strength to love again? 

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Trolls and Waterfalls by Helen Scott Taylor


At the end of August my husband and I went on our first cruise and we choose Norway as our destination. We packed our bags with trepidation, unsure if we were going to enjoy the experience of being trapped on a ship with nearly 3000 other people for seven days.

We arrived at the port of Southampton in the UK in plenty of time and parked in the shadow of the huge Celebrity Eclipse. Within minutes our suitcases had been whisked away and we walked the short distance to the departure area.

Check in was quick and painless and very soon we were on board and had found our way to our cabin. It was bigger than I expected with a very comfortable bed, a nice sofa and a big balcony with comfortable chairs and a table.



We had about thirty-six hours before we arrived at our first stop in Norway. Bergen is a pretty town famous for the area of old wooden houses called the Bryggen and the fish market. It is possible to take a funicular railway up to a viewing point above the town. Some people went up on the train and walked down. Hubby persuaded me to do the opposite!



After an hour and half of walking up hill, we arrived at the top, me exhausted. I was soon revived with an ice cream and a cup of tea. (I’m easily pleased!) We rode down on the railway, a short five minute journey.

Our second port was Flam, a pretty little village at the head of a fjord. A river runs down the valley and last winter it had burst its banks and swept away the bridge and some of the roads. They were still rebuilding.

Our third port was Geiranger. It’s not possible for a cruise liner to dock here, so they deployed a floating sea walk, an amazing walkway that unfolds and zig-zags out. The normal population of Geiranger is around a hundred, but it can go up to ten thousand people when they have a number of cruise ships in port.

We took an excursion here to the top of Mount Dalsnibba, for a view down the narrow serpentine road up which we had traveled to the fjord below. Our huge cruise ship looked like a toy. 



At the top outside the gift shop, I posed with one of the ubiquitous trolls that are found all over in Norway.



To reach Geiranger we sailed eighty miles up the fjord and passed many picturesque villages, waterfalls and mountains.





Our next stop was Alesund, one of the larger towns that is really a series of settlements on islands all joined by bridges and tunnels. Early in the nineteen hundreds, the town burnt down leaving ten thousand people homeless in the middle of the winter. Since then it has been illegal to build houses of wood. Tradesmen from all over Europe came to help rebuild and the town it’s now well known for its art deco buildings.



Our final stop before we headed back across the North sea to the UK was Stavanger, the oil capital of Norway. Here we visited the petroleum museum, which charts the rise of the Norwegian oil industry.



For a first cruise this was a fantastic itinerary. We loved sailing up the fjords to Flam and Geiranger. The scenery is spectacular and the only disappointment was the dearth of wildlife. The only wildlife highlight was porpoises swimming beside the ship on the way to Geiranger.

My verdict on the cruise: I’m hooked! I loved being looked after for a week with such wonderful meals, polite members of staff and comfortable cabin.

Next time hubby and I plan to head to the Mediterranean for a warmer cruise. I’d love to hear about your cruising experiences.

Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen's latest project is a boxed set called Christmas Pets and Kisses, full of wonderful stories about love and pets. Her book in the boxed set is Golden Christmas. Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.

Golden Christmas

Two wounded hearts are brought together at Christmas by a trusty golden Labrador and an adorable golden retriever puppy.
Every Christmas Vicky hides so she doesn’t have to celebrate the date she lost her husband and son. She doesn’t want to see anyone but when she finds a dog’s lost ball she meets Jon, a wounded ex-soldier who’s struggling with his own problems. This brave man touches Vicky’s shattered heart and makes her realize she can’t hide forever. With his support, can she find the strength to love again? 


Monday, August 24, 2015

Do You Have a Green Thumb? by Helen Scott Taylor


Hubby and I have tried to grow different sorts of vegetables over the years and we’ve come to the conclusion that neither of us has the gift! The veg fairies do not like us, or most of them don’t.

My husband is great with all other aspects of the garden. We have a thriving wildlife meadow area, a beautiful woodland full of bird boxes that always house nesting birds each spring, a pond full of water lilies and fish and many healthy shrubs and flowers. But the veg patch is not a huge success.

In the UK, one of the staple plants in every vegetable garden is runner beans. Instead of the healthy climbers that most people grow, ours turn into sad spindly plants with few beans—and to be honest the beans aren’t very nice either. Too stringy. But that might be because I picked them late.

We do have some successes, though. Courgettes as we call them or zucchini to you in the US, are always a success. This year we’ve also grown patty pan squash, and they have thrived as well, giving us lots of flying saucer shaped summer squash—enough that we have them for just about every meal!

We are also growing winter squash, and they seem to be coming along okay, although the jury is still out on them. Peas are usually a success and so are the tomatoes we have in our greenhouse.

To be fair to us, this year the weather has been terrible in the UK. A cold spring that held everything back gave way to a wet, dreary summer. Even our friends who are a whiz at growing vegetables have had less success this year.

What about you? Do you grow vegetables? What are favorite things to grow?

Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen's latest project is a boxed set called Christmas Pets and Kisses, full of wonderful stories about love and pets. Her book in the boxed set is Golden Christmas. Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.

Golden Christmas 


Two wounded hearts are brought together at Christmas by a trusty golden Labrador and an adorable golden retriever puppy.
Every Christmas Vicky hides so she doesn’t have to celebrate the date she lost her husband and son. She doesn’t want to see anyone but when she finds a dog’s lost ball she meets Jon, a wounded ex-soldier who’s struggling with his own problems. This brave man touches Vicky’s shattered heart and makes her realize she can’t hide forever. With his support, can she find the strength to love again? 

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Friday, July 24, 2015

Wishing Jars by Helen Scott Taylor


When I’m researching a novel, I love when I discover something magical that catches my imagination. This happened when I wrote my sweet contemporary novella Irish Kisses. I stumbled upon a picture of a wishing jar somewhere on the internet. I can’t even remember where now. This jar was full of someone’s treasures and memories, pretty little knick knacks and all sorts of colorful and sparkly things.

I wished I was writing a magical story when I found this wishing jar. The idea would work so well in a paranormal story. But my novella is definitely rooted in the real world with a troubled cop hero and a struggling businesswoman heroine. (Although she does own a castle in Ireland, so I guess that lends a touch of magic to the story!)

I researched wishing jars further and pinned lots to a board on Pinterest. If you would like to check them out you can find the board here. Helen’s Wishing Jar Pinterest Board.

The idea is to gather lots of bits and pieces that mean something to you, curios, ornaments, photographs, that sort of thing, and put them all in a jar (mason jars are often used) to remind you of someone or something precious.

They also work really well as themed jars for Christmas, Halloween or events like weddings, birthdays or anniversaries.

I have two empty mason jars on my kitchen windowsill that I hope to fill soon. I thought it would be easy to do but I’ve had them for a while and not fixed on a memory or event I want to work with. I think I might do one for each of my children, with little keepsakes from the past and photographs—when I get around to going through the boxes in the loft!

I had great fun in Irish Kisses coming up with things that the heroine and hero put in the wishing jars. Do you have any ideas for what you would like to remember with a wishing jar and what you would put in it?


Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen's latest book is Irish Kisses, set in a romantic Irish castle. Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.
On Fiona Flannigan’s sixteenth birthday Aaron O’Malley kissed her by the wishing fountain at Ballyglass Castle. He said he loved her, then he left and broke her heart. Ten long years later he’s finally back, but his work as an undercover cop has left him fighting inner demons. She wants to help him recover, but dare she let him into her heart again?

Sunday, May 24, 2015

How Time Flies by Helen Scott Taylor


It feels like only yesterday I held my baby girl in my arms, then again it also feels like a lifetime ago. Time has a strange way of confusing me like this, flying by while standing still in my memories.

When cleaning the other day, I found this photo of me holding my daughter--it had fallen behind a cupboard, probably years ago. (A sad indication of how often I clean behind my cupboards!)

How I adored her, and still do. I thought she was the most beautiful baby girl in the world and imagined her perfect life to come: she would do well at school, get a good job and marry a handsome, wonderful man.

She was a well behaved baby, sleeping through the night at only six weeks old, never making a fuss. Little did I know that life is simple when they are tiny and it gets a whole lot more complicated as they grow up and the plans go off the rails.

We’ve weathered all kinds of issues over the years and my heart has broken for her more than once when she’s had to overcome problems, especially a marriage to a controlling, psychologically abusive man.

I’ve never been more proud of her than the day she said enough is enough and took back her power and walked out on him, knowing full well he would make her life as difficult as possible. I helped her through her acrimonious divorce and I’m over the moon now she has finally gone to college to finish her education, something he stopped her from doing.

It took her a number of years but she has recovered her confidence, taken back her life and is forging ahead. She is studying art and the beautiful, big colorful canvasses she paints are a joy to behold.

I rarely talk about family issues, especially when there are troubles, but right now I am happy for her and optimistic for the future, more so than ever before.


I was amazingly naïve before my daughter married. I’d never come across a man who treated his wife/partner that way. This experience has influenced how I look at the world and worked its way into my fiction. Has anything, good or bad, happened in your life that had a huge, life-changing impact on you?

Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen has one of her Army Doctor stories in the Ten Brides for Ten Hot Guys boxed set. (This set includes both sweet and steamy books.) Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.

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Friday, April 24, 2015

Happiness by Helen Scott Taylor


I'm a great believer that everyone should be responsible for their own happiness. It always seems crazy to me that anyone would put their happiness or lack of it in the hands of another person. Yet so many people blame their partner or their family or their boss or the government for doing something that makes them unhappy.

Everyone experiences trials in their life, but even when times are tough and testing, there are always bright spots we can focus on to keep give us pleasure and keep us going. I believe happiness is all about attitude, about being optimistic and looking for the good things in life.

In my life there are countless small things that bring me pleasure each day, kissing my husband, my first cup of coffee, watering my seedlings and seeing how they've grown, playing with my dog, watching her chase after her toys and playing tug-of-war with some poor stuffed animal that has lost most of its stuffing. Walking around my garden and noticing the buds grow and the flowers bloom and the leaves fall as the seasons change.

If one looks for them, there are numerous things that can bring a spark of pleasure to the day, even when there are troubles. One just has to be open to them.

Quotes about happiness:

“Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.”
Buddha

“Don’t rely on someone else for your happiness and self-worth. Only you can be responsible for that. If you can’t love and respect yourself – no one else will be able to make that happen. Accept who you are – completely; the good and the bad – and make changes as YOU see fit – not because you think someone else wants you to be different.”
Stacey Charter

“It isn’t what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about.”
Dale Carnegie

“We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting something we don’t have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.”
Frederick Keonig

“To be kind to all, to like many and love a few, to be needed and wanted by those we love, is certainly the nearest we can come to happiness.”
Mary Stuart

“Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful.”
Herman Cain

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.”
Helen Keller

“Happiness depends upon ourselves.”
Aristotle

“It’s been my experience that you can nearly always enjoy things if you make up your mind firmly that you will.”
L.M. Montgomery

“Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.”
Marcus Aurelius Antoninus

“The happiest people in the world are those who feel absolutely terrific about themselves, and this is the natural outgrowth of accepting total responsibility for every part of their life.”
Brian Tracy

“I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.”
Groucho Marx


What things in your life bring you happiness?

Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen has one of her Army Doctor stories in the Hearts & Kisses boxed set. (This set includes both sweet and steamy books.) Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Dogs or Cats?


I've always had pets for as long as I can remember. When I was a child we had dogs, cats, chickens, and ponies. Animals were an integral part of my life and I couldn't image not having dogs and cats around the house.

Since I've been married we've always had cats and dogs along with gerbils, rabbits, hamsters, and guinea pigs for the kids. (Which I ended up caring for, of course!)

Stroking an animal, especially a much loved dog or cat, is a peaceful and relaxing experience. During stressful and upsetting periods in my life, having a furry friend to hug has made all the difference. I fully understand how therapy dogs are so effective in helping people recover.

When I was a teen, I had a black furry rescue dog called Brandy, and I was convinced I was a "dog" person. Later in life I had a cat that chose me when I went to view the litter. I'd gone there intending to have a boy and this little female kitten came to me and curled up in my hand. She stayed with me the whole time I was there and a few weeks later I went back and brought her home. She is now nearly eighteen and still a happy calming presence, and still healthy, thank goodness.

I also have a Westie cross who is my baby. (Empty nest syndrome, I think!) I'm afraid my husband and I are very soft with her and she even sleeps in bed with us at night.



Now I know I'm a dog AND cat person, although I know many people have a preference. (My daughter is definitely a cat person!)

I guess we all have our ideal pet. My brother-in-law loves lizards and snakes. Those aren't for me, I'm afraid!

Do you have pets?

Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen has one of her Army Doctor stories in the Hearts & Kisses boxed set. (This set includes both sweet and steamy books.) Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.


Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Garden Visitors

I love walking around our garden, but I have to admit I'm not the one who does the work out there. It's my husband who mows the lawn, trims the hedges and trees and does all the other things like digging ponds—because he loves it. Come rain or shine, he is out in the garden at the weekend and on most of his days off. (The rest of the time he's at the golf course!)

We met at college where we both studied Botany and Zoology and we've always been interested in wildlife and nature. During the early years we were together, before the kids came along, we'd spend many hours out bird watching. I only knew the names of the most common birds before I met my husband, but I soon learned to recognize most British birds.

We both still love seeing the wildlife in our garden and my husband has done all he can to make the garden wildlife friendly. He's created a woodland in one corner where we often hear the cawing of Jays, and we have an owl box that is regularly used by Tawny Owls.



There are lots of bushes with berries and plants with seed heads around the garden for Goldfinches and Bullfinches.








He built a pond with a little island and duck house that is used every year by Mallard Ducks, so we're treated to the sight of fluffy ducklings trailing around after their mother.


We have two bird feeling stations offering peanuts, sunflower seeds, fat balls, grain and sometimes appropriate leftovers. Here we see many different small birds including Robins, Blue Tits, Coal Tits, Great Tits, Green Finches, Great Spotted Woodpeckers and Sparrows . My favorite is the cute Long Tailed Tit.


Unfortunately for the small birds, the bird feeders also attract Sparrowhawks, although they aren't interested in the grain or peanuts. They want to eat the birds! They swoop through the garden like jet fighters and snatch Sparrows or Blue Tits or other small birds out of the air. I hate it when this happens, but I guess this is the way of nature and the Sparrowhawk has to eat too.



We also have Pheasants in the garden, although these aren't wild birds. They are bred and released on a nearby shooting estate. We love when they find our garden and take refuge from the guns! Unfortunately, Pheasants are really bad at raising their babies and although they often have large broods of chicks, the poor babies last only a few days before a fox finds them.



We also have badgers, foxes and rabbits that regularly pass through our garden, but we don't often see them as they are nocturnal.

What sort of wildlife do you have in your back yard or garden?


Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen has one of her Army Doctor stories in the Hearts & Kisses boxed set. (This set includes both sweet and steamy books.) Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

A Walk in the English Countryside

My husband and I love to take long country walks at the weekend, and today was no exception. We decided to walk a circuit through the fields and woodland near our house.

We were lucky to have a beautiful day with blue skies and sunny weather, even if the wind was rather cold. A bonus was that my son was at home this weekend so he came with us.

I thought it would be a lovely idea to take photos of the walk and post them to the blog. My idea didn't start well when I realized I'd forgotten my phone! Luckily my son had his so I used that. Unfortunately his phone ran out of power just as we approached the lovely historic manor house hotel I wanted to photograph!

Once we arrived home, I had fun transferring the photos across—a simple matter you might think. I managed eventually by texting the photos from my son's phone to my own. I'm very impressed with my lovely new Macbook that shows me the photos on my iPhone, cutting out the step where I would have had to upload the photos from my phone to my computer.


Anyway, this is our walk through the Devon countryside (or the first part of it before the phone ran out of battery) in photos.






My husband, son (Peter who made the Sweet Christmas Kisses book cover) and Izzy.






Our house is in the valley to the right of this picture hidden behind some trees.
Me and Peter wrapped up against the cold.



Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Christmas Waves A Magic Wand


In this day and age when Christmas has become so commercialized it is good to focus on what is really important at Christmas. For me it is sharing the holidays with my family and the sense of love and goodwill at this time of year. I've found a few quotes that sum up my feelings about Christmas. Which is your favorite?

"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful." ~ Norman Vincent Peale

"They err who thinks Santa Claus comes down through the chimney; he really enters through the heart.” ~ Mrs. Paul M. Ell.

"It is the personal thoughtfulness, the warm human awareness, the reaching out of the self to one’s fellow man that makes giving worthy of the Christmas spirit.” ~ Isabel Currier.

"The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other." ~Burton Hillis

"May Peace be your gift at Christmas and your blessing all year through!" ~Anon

"One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess created in the living room on Christmas day. Don't clean it up too quickly." ~Andy Rooney

"Christmas is not as much about opening our presents as opening our hearts." ~Janice Maeditere

"Christmas is a day of meaning and traditions, a special day spent in the warm circle of family and friends." ~Margaret Thatcher

"I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year." ~Charles Dickens

"My idea of Christmas, whether old-fashioned or modern, is very simple: loving others. Come to think of it, why do we have to wait for Christmas to do that?”~ Bob Hope

"Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.” ~ Hamilton Wright Mabie

"What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.”
~ Agnes M. Pahro


Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen's Sweet Italian Christmas trilogy is set in Naples and the Amalfi coast. Italian Christmas Proposal, Italian Christmas Baby and Italian Christmas Wedding. Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Italian Christmas


I've recently researched how Italians celebrate Christmas for my Sweet Italian Christmas trilogy. The series idea sprang from a trip to Naples and the Amalfi coast fifteen years ago with my husband to celebrate our wedding anniversary.

We went just before Christmas. As we wandered the narrow, cobbled streets in the old part of Naples, we were enchanted by the street market dedicated to selling presepi, the nativity scenes that are such a feature of Christmas in this part of Italy.

Everywhere you go you see them, in shop windows and at the side of the roads. There are markets dedicated to selling the wooden structures, like dolls houses, that they use to display their nativity scenes, and the vast array of tiny figurines.

Traditionally, they have a presepe where we would have a Christmas tree. From my research, it sounds as though our custom of having a decorated Christmas tree is starting to spread across the country and in some places they have both presepi and Christmas trees.

I had the pleasure of reading up on the wonderful dishes the Italians prepare for their celebratory feasts. On Christmas Eve they have family meals composed of pasta and many fish dishes.

On Christmas day they may have a roast chicken or other roast meat and vegetables but they often also have fish and pasta.

In Italy, the Christmas holiday period lasts right through to Epiphany on January 6th, when the good witch La Befana comes in the night and fills the children's stockings with gifts.

Here is a recipe for some traditional Italian cookies that might be enjoyed at Christmas.

Amaretti

Almond cookies that are quick and easy to prepare. Wonderful with a good cup of coffee!

Makes 24 Cookies.

Ingredients:
7 oz ground almonds
1 cup sugar
1/4 cup all purpose flour
2 egg whites
1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Directions:
Heat oven to 350 degrees F
In a bowl put ground almonds, sugar, flour, egg whites and vanilla. Mix thoroughly by hand or with a hand blender until the mixture is combined to make a paste.
Form the mixture into balls about tablespoon size and place on a parchment-covered baking sheet.
Bake for 12 minutes, or until the cookies are golden brown.
Cool on a wire rack before eating.
Store in an airtight container.


Helen lives in South West England near Plymouth in Devon between the windswept expanse of Dartmoor and the rocky Atlantic coast. As well as her wonderful, long-suffering husband, she shares her home with a Westie and a burmilla cat. Helen's Sweet Italian Christmas trilogy is set in Naples and the Amalfi coast. Italian Christmas Proposal, Italian Christmas Baby and Italian Christmas Wedding. Find Helen on FaceBook and Twitter, or visit her website.