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New Furniture & My New Book: My Life in Colorado!

Change - new furniture

My life in southeastern Colorado overflows with activity this week. It was out with the old furniture and in with the new in my living room in my house there. In the midst of this major change, I have been finishing up the last read-through of my new book and selecting the book cover.

The sofa sleeper in the living room at my house in southeastern Colorado sinks down when you sit down. Older people need aid to get up. I have no idea how old it is. In reality, it could be 30-40 years old! So, I had been laboring over how to replace it for several years.

Then last year, my brother bought a new beautiful leather sofa at Woody’s Furniture in Trinidad, Colorado where we shop. So, when I was here in August, I went by the store and got their online store information.

Thinking ahead in Panamá, I looked at their sofa sleepers online and saw their prices. So, I had an idea what I was facing.

Life in a small town, there’s no place to buy something here, so it was back to Trinidad to shop on Tuesday.

We made Woody’s our first stop of the day. When my brother and I walked in the door, we spied to our left a light-colored loveseat. Immediately I said no because of the light color—it would be ruined immediately in the country! I had measured another space in the living room where I had a wicker loveseat that sagged and crackled when two people sat on it, so I was looking.

New Loveseat - New furniture

So, slowly that loveseat became a possibility but I couldn’t imagine a light colored any piece of furniture out in the dusty country. But the size won me over, and I thought, “I can put some throws over it. I can use Scotch guard on it. I like it!” And the selling feature: it was a sleeper!

New sofa - New furniture

Then I found a beautiful sofa (not a sleeper) made out of the same material as our rocker/recliners are in Panamá. It appears to be leather, but not. Also, it has recliners on both sides—what a treat!

So, it all worked. And on top of everything, both pieces were on sale, so I ended up paying the same price I would have paid for a sofa sleeper for these two pieces of furniture.

Woody’s delivered the two pieces and took the two old pieces back—what an advantage. The two young men who delivered them helped place them and explained the features of the sofa. I didn’t realize the sofa has computer charging stations on both ends! What a surprise that was! I always bring all kinds of chargers with me with the electrical plug! No more!

I mis-measured the loveseat. It is four inches bigger than I thought, so it won’t go back in the space where the wicker loveseat was. My brother and I have it at an angle now, but I have other possibilities: flat against the dividing wall to the dining room or next to the desk facing the TV.

When the delivery guys set the sofa up, they left it away from the wall so I could fully recline. Also, I need to get a power strip for the sofa’s electrical cable because of lightning storms here, so we left it out, but it takes up more of the space of the living room, especially with the loveseat out more.

When we get the power cord, we will probably move it back some and move it out when I have company.

What a beautiful experience this transition has been.

My brother looked into the dining room and said, “Your cover for the loveseat matches the cow skull Cheryl painted for you.” I looked and he was right!

I have such a rich full life! I’m finishing up the last read-through on the layout of my new book, Time Measured Out!, which requires me to look at a .pdf of the print version to see how it appears. I will do that for the e-book version also later, but right now I’m focusing on the print version.

Taking a poll on the book cover of my new book, I received about 40 responses, so first of all—thank you to all that took the time to respond! I really appreciate it.

Most of the people put the number of the book cover they liked and no comment. That’s what I normally do on a poll like this, but some people added their reason for their selection, and a couple people and my husband commented on “the mystery” they felt with cover #1, so I went with it, and the cover designer has already sent the e-book cover back to me.

Next, I received an email from the designer requiring four things:

  • KDP Paperback cover template (PDF) 
  • Back cover blurb/description (ideally 50-200 words)
  • (optional) Short author bio (ideally 50-75 words)
  • (optional) Author image/portrait (must be high-resolution

I wondered why he wanted the KDP Paperback cover template because I was having them design the cover, but I realized it gives specific data KDP needs for the cover. I’ve used this company for the last 4 or 5 books, so I trus them.

So, I generated it and it looks like this:

New book cover template

About a month ago, I had the description for the back cover created Bryan Cohen’s Best Page Forward company – See what you think:

Sharing raw moments of love, loss, and joy, this memoir-in-verse invites readers to discover their own quiet strengths.

The pen knew what Larada Horner-Miller’s heart couldn’t say aloud. Collecting her thoughts on everything from the harrowing dawn of 9/11 to light-filled RV treks across desert highways, she used poetry to capture ordinary breaths suddenly split open with grief, wonder, and grace. And as her forties brought amazing triumphs and shattering sorrows, she translated days spent teaching and coyote-haunted dawns into soul-soothing stanzas.

An award-winning poet with more than seven decades of life and three-dozen sober years behind her, Horner-Miller invites you to her kitchen-table memories—where resilience is brewed as strong as morning coffee and saguaros raise silent hymns beneath an Arizona sky. And as she lays out insightful observations of the world in pensive verse, her deeply felt truths offer up a healing warmth. 

Time Measured Out! is a candid and inspiring book of poetry, and the second volume in the Navigating Life’s Journey Through Poetry series. If you cherish reflective verses, vivid travel vignettes, and bold celebrations of self-reinvention, you’ll adore Larada Horner-Miller’s heartfelt collection.

Buy Time Measured Out! to count the beauty of every second today

I sent him a copy of a short biography of mine. So what do you think?

Award-winning author Larada Horner-Miller weaves rich stories across multiple genres, from heartfelt memoirs to insightful poetry. With numerous literary accolades to her name, including Book Excellence Awards recognition, she seamlessly moves between historical biographies, personal reflections, and lyrical verse. Her diverse catalog reflects both scholarly precision and emotional authenticity, drawing from her background in education and deep connections to her southwestern roots.

The designer requested a photo I use for most of my books. Here’s the professional headshot I took years ago and like:

Larada's Professional Headshot - New furniture

My life had a mixture of activities this week: saying goodbye to old furniture, enjoying new furniture and creating a new paperback book. I love it and the variety!

Now you need to buy my book! Soon, I will let you know how you can get your copy, either in paperback or e-book version!

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A Whirlwind Week: Back in the USA & My New Book’s Cover

Whirlwind

What a whirlwind week I’ve had. I started it in Panamá. Then I flew to Albuquerque for a few days and then on to Branson, Colorado to be with my brother! Whew!

It was an early day for Lin and I—up at 4:30 AM with our trusty Uber driver, Joel, picking us up at 5:15 AM. At the airport, we went our separate ways: Lin returned to David, Panamá and our dear neighbor picked him up.

I flew to Houston, Texas in Business class, a new experience for me. The reason we did that—we don’t get charged for two suitcases. Otherwise, in Economy Premium you pay for the second suitcase. So, to explain: I put my medium suitcase in my big one to fill when I go through the storage shed. On the flight, I worked on the final layout of my second book some, but not as much as I had hoped.

In Houston, once again I went through customs easily because Lin and I bought the “Global Entry” which makes entry into the US seamless because of facial recognition.

I had a four-hour layover in Houston, but it worked because I did have to get my suitcase and recheck. I needed to eat, and I love sitting in an airport and watching people.

On my flight to Albuquerque, I slept most of the way. My dear friend, Sheri, picked me up and we went to one of our favorite eateries, Rusty Taco, for dinner.

Immediately Sheri offered to chauffeur me around, so we went to two different Walmarts to pick up some things I knew I couldn’t get in Panamá—yarn for the baby afghan I’m knitting for my great nephew and three-hole hole puncher. Sheri graciously offered to go to the second one.

Then in the afternoon, we drove up to our house in Tijeras to change the air conditioning to heating. It ended up being super easy because when we put in the air conditioning we bought a top-line thermostat.

We walked around Lin’s garden and marveled at how well it looked, but we were sad to see the absence of the three big fish we had in our pond. Sheri and I only saw the three little ones.

Then, on our way home, we stopped at our storage shed just to check on it. Everything looked great, and I easily found the scale we have to weigh a suitcases. Lin had left it out in the open on top of the “Panamá” boxes near the door.

After that, we went home and enjoyed a relaxing evening of watching “Dancing With the Stars.” I used the yarn I bought and knitted like crazy. I want to finish it on this trip and mail it—it’s late because he was born May 25, on his granddad’s (my brother) birthday.

This whirlwind day centered on medical needs. I had messaged my primary care physician about the hearing loss I’ve experienced since the ear infection I had in September. His nurse called back but I didn’t answer because I didn’t recognize the number. She left a voicemail, so I called back and they got me an appointment on November 14. I had to delay it because I was going to  northern New Mexico on the train on Thursday and staying a couple weeks with my brother.

Then a little later I got a phone call saying they had a 1:00 appointment THAT day! OMG! I had plans to go with our realtor to our house to meet a painter for an appraisal at 11:30 AM. So, I declined.

When our realtor picked me up and we barely pulled away from Sheri’s house, my phone rang and it was primary care physician with no greeting, only a question—“Why can’t you make the 1:00 PM appointment?”

I told him what I was doing. After a short silence, he said, “Can you make it at 3:00 this afternoon?”

I looked at my realtor and she shook her head, so I said, “YES!” Wow! Can you believe that!

We met the painter then had lunch and great conversation, catching up.

Sheri took me to my 3:00 appointment. My doctor had concerns about my right ear and the possibility I still had an infection in it, so he gave me a prescription for an antibiotic.

Sheri has dinner every Wednesday with two girlfriends, so I joined them. What a delightful time I had to meet the women I heard her talk about often. Afterwards we picked up my prescription. When we got home, I went through seven weeks of junk mail mostly that our realtor had collected! It was a bin full! To end the evening, I organized my suitcase, to prepare for my trip the next day.

Sheri woke up sick because of an antibiotic she was taking, but she did feel better later so she took me to the Amtrak train station. The train was an hour late from Albuquerque then delayed thirty minutes more on the trip.

Because of problems with my leg still, I sat downstairs by a 92-year-old woman traveling to Wisconsin. She was a retired high school English teacher, so we had a lot in common.

On the trip, I worked on my book business and set up a couple ads to promote some of my books.

When I arrived in Raton, New Mexico, my brother was waiting. We went to Bruno’s for pizza and had some of the best pizza I’ve ever had. Then we drove the hour trip home to Branson.

Of course, we went out to our ranch in the morning! I love going out there with him. Recently we’ve had road work done on our canyon and created two new reservoirs. What fun it was to see the road improvements and water in both of the reservoirs.

My brother is a big sports fan, so we watched the sixth game of the World Series with both of us cheering for the Toronto Blue Jays. Sadly they didn’t win which pushed it into a seventh game.

What a busy whirlwind day I had full of Zoom meetings!

First, I joined my CoDA meeting at 10:30 AM in Albuquerque via Zoom. I love staying connected to this meeting and my friends there.

During the meeting, my brother texted me that his deer meat was ready to pick up. He’s a great hunter and shot a buck last week. So, he drove to Capulin, New Mexico to pick up the meat and the head. He’s going to have the head mounted to add to his collection of nine heads he already has in his living room.

After the meeting, I cooked some antelope backstrap for us for lunch. When he got back, I went to his house to watch the Texas Tech football game and eat lunch. His great nephew, Coy Eakins, plays on the team and our whole family has been following Coy and Tech.

At 3:00 PM, I changed from Tech football and came to my house and did a Zoom meeting with my three friends for our monthly meeting. Again, I enjoyed the stories and the camaraderie of this group.

That night, we watched the seventh game of the World Series that stretched into an eleven-inning game. These two teams were evenly matched, but the LA Dodgers won. Sadly we had no trick or treaters!

Another whirlwind day for sure!

Because I’m a Denver Broncos’ fan, I missed church and went to my brother’s house to watch the game with him. He’s an avid Broncos’ fan with a house totally decorated with Denver Broncos’ stuff and San Francisco Giants’ stuff—he lived in northern California for 32 years.

And the Broncos pulled out another win, driving us crazy until the end.

Afterwards, my brother and I drove fifty miles to Trinidad to his friend Bill who is a taxidermist and gave him the head of the buck my brother shot. I love Bill! We sat for quite a while listening to his stories.

As you can see, this whirlwind week overflowed with activity. In the midst of everything, I did a poll on four book cover possibilities for my new book. Let me know which one you like.

This book will be out sometime this year, hopefully at the end of November! Be on the lookout!


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The Waiting Game: Our House Went on the Market!

Waiting

Now it’s the waiting game—Friday, our house went on the market. Our realtor did an Open House today and had several people come through. Now it’s the waiting game. I’ve never liked waiting!

This waiting game reminded me of something that happened fifty-one years ago! I got pregnant within three months of our wedding. So excited, I took on the old adage, “I was eating for two,” and gained twenty-five pounds in a few months. This child would be my in-laws first; my parents already had a couple but saw their family increasing and loved that idea! More babies! Everyone shared in our joy!

I had been raised you got married, had 2.7 children with a picket fence and lived happily ever after! And my dream had become a reality—I thought!

Waiting

Then, I went to the doctor excited to hear the heartbeat for the first time but by myself—it was just a routine visit after four months or so. Immediately I knew something was not right! The doctor scowled! After an examination, the doctor told me I had had a “mis-abort.” Today, that isn’t the term used. It’s called “Missed miscarriage or spontaneous abortion.

I hadn’t bled—how could that be?? No cramps? I had felt nothing.

He tried to be reassuring, but my world crumbled right before my eyes.

He said I probably would start bleeding within a couple days and to watch it—it could be sizable, but said nothing about going to the hospital or any care at all. I walked into the doctor’s office pregnant and walked out not—how horrible!

Afterwards, I drove the thirty-minute commute home in Denver traffic, sobbing out of control. How I made it safely home, I will never know! This was in the spring of 1974, so no cell phones—no way to communicate with my husband until I got home. I called him immediately, a blubbering mess. I called his folks and mine—tears overflowed from us all but the general consensus was “you’ll get pregnant again.”

Needless to say, I did start bleeding within days and knew it was over. I didn’t need to go to the hospital—it was a large period, but manageable. That mis-abort started a harried, insane part of my life—waiting each month when it was time for my period, hoping and praying I was pregnant. When I would start, my world crumbled again and again! And I sobbed and sobbed, then I focused on the next month and its possibility. I’m sure I drove my first husband crazy over this.

After several years of this waiting and insanity, we found out after going to a fertility specialist that my husband’s sperm count was too weak, and that’s what probably caused the mis-abort. So, then we decided against IVF and went with adoption.

Again, it was a waiting game. We signed up with Lutheran Social Services in Loveland, Colorado in the late 70s, so you can see, the waiting game lasted a long time for me.

For the adoption, we waited three years and finally got the call that we were six months away from getting our baby. I started knitting baby booties and a matching baby afghan, and Mom started gathering baby things for me—it was finally here. Friends and family gathered stacks of baby goodies, so excited!

I don’t remember doing this with my husband, but I had names picked out: if it was a girl—Lael Marie (Lael was a Biblical name I loved and my mother-in-law was a devote Christian so she loved it, and Marie was my mom’s middle name) or if it was a boy—Patrick Laurence (Patrick was my father-in-law’s name and Laurence was my dad’s middle name). So traditional with naming!

Then Lutheran Social Services contacted us that we would finally have to go through the vetting process to look at our character background. They weren’t like the other adoption agencies who did it at first. They waited, figuring the diehards would stick with it, and that meant you were reliable people to get a baby. But they didn’t know my husband.

At this point he decided to divorce me—did he have skeletons in the closet? Yes, I learned later. So within his decision, I lost the baby I had waited years for and I lost my husband.

Over the years, I’ve labored over not having children. I’ve written several poems at different stages in my life, bemoaning the fact. Today I have resolution about it—it was God’s mercy that I didn’t have a child because of the life I’ve lived—I am so grateful for His care!


I’m 72 years old and now it’s the waiting game once again for something entirely different. It’s only been a couple days since we listed our house. We don’t need the house to sell because we’re renting in Panama to start with, so that let’s off the pressure for sure. The house is empty now; we’re sleeping on a borrowed air mattress and camping out with our computers, computer chairs and tables.

For the last couple mornings, I’ve gotten dressed immediately instead of leisurely playing cribbage and eating breakfast in my housecoat. I’ve covered the bed with a large comforter our realtor lent us and picked up everything around the house. Just in case—just in case, we get the call that someone wants to see the house!

I had no idea what I was going to write today, but waiting for our house to sell brought up all of this. I’m anxious, nervous, impatient! Yes, it’s all about patience, I guess! Those feelings took me back. But my extreme obsession with results has softened over the years and lessened. I feel peaceful because I know it’s in God’s hands. Whatever will be will be, and I’m okay with it!

Often, we all have to deal with waiting—the grocery store line and needing to be somewhere else quicker than the line is moving?  A important goal in business or life that seems impossible to attain? Hopefully, I’m much better fifty-some years later after dealing with so much life.

How do you handle the waiting game? I’d be interested!

Here’s our house’s listing on Zillow: https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/14-Asher-Ln-Tijeras-NM-87059/6819647_zpid/


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Three Generations Today: A Day of Delight!

Two women shopping- generations

Three generations today had a delightful time shopping—at Tony Bernal’s Art Studio, Appaloosa Gallery (I knew it as Walt’s Corner) and then on to Trinidad to shop and then see the movie, How to Train a Dragon. I’m exhausted, so this will be short!

My brother, his son and his two granddaughters and I had a marvelous time today enjoying southeastern Colorado. We started with a stop at Tony Bernal’s Art Studio. What an amazing collection of local and international artwork and jewelry.

From there we went on to Trinidad and had Mexican food at Tequilas’s Family Restaurant. The place was hopping! We all enjoyed our different dishes and we ended with mouth-watering sopapillas.

Then we headed downtown where the three of us ladies shopped until I dropped. Several of the stores were closed because of being Sunday, but we had fun. Our most outrageous fun was an old style photo booth. We crammed the three of us in and took our first pictures which cut two of our heads off. We tried a second time and concentrated on where the camera was! Such a memory maker!

Larada & her two nieces - generation
Larada & her two nieces - generation

Originally we planned to go the movie at the 3:45 PM showing, but our extended shopping downtown messed that up, so we had to move it up to the 6:30 PM time slot. To cool down, we stopped for ice cream at a local shop. Then we went to Big R to see the wares there. I ended up sitting down for most of our time there.

From there we decided to go to the Dollar Tree and enjoyed walking almost the whole store.

We arrived at the theater about an hour ahead of time, so I snuck in a short nap before the movie. With a bucket of popcorn and Fanta Orange drink, I enjoyed the magic of seeing Toothless and Hiccup and their adventures. We sat in a row—three generations enjoying this fun-filled, adventurous movie!

Because of the later showing, we had to drive home in the dark. My nephew spotted a herd of six elk in the road before anyone else—thank God he saw them because that could have been a serious accident.

I’m exhausted but so satisfied with a great time connecting three generations for a lovely day together. The guys waited around for us downtown as we shopped, parked on a bench, but I saw them having fun laughing at crazy videos on my nephew’s phone. All in all, a memorable day! These days are special—make sure you take the time to get a 71 year old aunt and two young great nieces together for fun—and a dad and his son!


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