Posted by: Jan Bowles - Thursday, 14 February 2013
Posted by: Jan Bowles - Tuesday, 3 April 2012
Brooke Johnson breathed a sigh of relief as she finally spotted the large, colorful sign welcoming her to Glacier National Park. The views were breathtaking as mountain ranges began sweeping up from the road. Their majestic, snowcapped peaks rising high into the darkening sky.
The fourteen-hour drive from Portland, Oregon, to Montana had been full of incident. Sheer bad luck had played its part in ensuring she arrived just as darkness was descending. Torrential rain had fallen for most of the journey, and just as she’d crossed the state line into the land of the big sky, it had turned to sleet, making the driving even more stressful. The incessant noise of the wipers working at full speed to clear the windshield had given her a throbbing headache.
Thank God for technology. The satellite navigation system would safely direct her to her destination. She was tired and beat. A long, hot bath followed by a good meal and some strong coffee would soon restore normality. Then tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep, hopefully she’d wake refreshed, ready to take on the new day.
Studying the biodiversity of flora and fauna and how they are affected by climate change was a dream assignment. It had taken months of preparation to secure the five-year project. No mean feat considering she’d been in the process of divorcing her no-good husband, Scott, for adultery.
Posted by: Jan Bowles - Friday, 16 March 2012
Posted by: Jan Bowles - Tuesday, 28 February 2012
Posted by: Jan Bowles - Saturday, 7 January 2012
The first one is called:
Mmm, imagine being trapped with a sexy ranger.