Davalynn Spencer Says “It Depends on who you talk to …”

Davalynn SpencerHave you ever talked to a fence post? Not a treated, fancy white four-by-four or steel post. I mean a real fence post that’s been around for a while. An old twisted cedar leg that some rancher stuck in the ground a hundred years ago or more.

I walk by them every morning on my trek up the gentle slope toward the lip of the Arkansas River Valley near Cañon City, Colorado. Most of the time I find new wire stabled to the old fellas. But occasionally I’ll spot a length of rusty devil rope hanging on.

columbineAnd that’s when I stop and visit. Crazy? Sure. But I can name a few people a whole lot more prickly that I’d rather not talk to. And they don’t have half the stories the old cedars have.

“Who planted you here? A cattleman sick to be fencing the land, or a homesteader eager to keep the cows from his crops?”

“Was he single? Did he have a sweetheart? Did he ride by every season to check on you, see how you were holding up?”

Spencer.corral“Did he have a handlebar mustache? Carry a rifle or a sidearm?”

When I bend close to the weathered creases and knots, and feel the sun peeking up over the hills, I can almost hear the creak of saddle leather and the soft riffle of grass against a horse’s lip.

But times have changed and they changed people, or maybe it was the other way around.

It doesn’t take much to imagine one of those cowboys hunting out a good cedar stand, limbing the longest leg with a sharp ax, and replanting the tree as a post. Makes me wonder if some of those cattlemen felt tamped in like the cedars, with their open range stitched into sectioned acres.

Spencer.garden gateThe first cowboys who drove their “Mexico” cows into the high parks of this country didn’t pack fencing tools in their saddle bags. This was open range and barbed wire had not yet been invented. However, a good man would string wire, or board off a garden plot for his missus if he had one. A missus, that is.

Spencer.fence post 1In my upcoming novella, The Columbine Bride, fencing plays a subtle role in the story of young widow Lucy Powell and her neighboring rancher Buck Reiter. She isn’t too happy about him riding up into the timber to snake down a long pole behind his horse. But she doesn’t mind his help when it comes to fencing off her garden.

But fences don’t keep everything out—or in—and when Buck takes a liking to Lucy and her two young’uns … well, you’ll just have to wait and see.

The Columbine Bride is the sequel to last year’s The Snowbound Bride. It releases in book 4 of The 12 Brides of Summer collection from Barbour on Sept. 1. However, a special printed collection will be at select Walmart stores July 14 in Old West Summer Brides.

Set in 1886 Colorado in the high park country above Cañon City, the tale of this hard-working couple came fairly easy to my writer’s heart.

Guess I talked to enough old cedar posts over the winter.

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Columbine Bride” releasing Sept. 1, 2015.

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BIO: Davalynn Spencer writes inspirational Western romance complete with rugged cowboys, their challenges, and their loves. Her work has finaled for the Inspirational Reader’s Choice Award, the Selah, and the Holt Medallion. Davalynn teaches writing at Pueblo Community College and at writing workshops. She and her own handsome cowboy make their home on Colorado’s Front Range with a Queensland heeler named Blue. Connect with Davalynn online at www.davalynnspencer.com and http://www.facebook.com/AuthorDavalynnSpencer

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37 thoughts on “Davalynn Spencer Says “It Depends on who you talk to …””

  1. Love the photos! Old wood has such character. Looking forward to reading the summer bride novellas! Thanks for the giveaway- I haven’t read your Christmas story yet.

  2. I love the thought of someone taking time to talk to old objects and then listen. I sometimes look at old things and ask some of the same questions.’who owned you?’ were they married, single, widowed?’ It definitely gets the creative juices churning.

    Smiles & Blessings,
    Cindy W.

    countrybear52 AT yahoo DOT com

  3. Hi Davalynm, I had to pop in and say hello to my partner in brides. I, too, look at old things and think “if only you could talk.”

    Thank you for visiting today and sharing your lovely and inspirational stories!

    • Thanks, Margaret. It’s been such a delight working with you and the other “brides” in this collection. Funny, I think of us as the 12 brides, and most of us are a ways down the road from that description.

  4. What a wonderful post, and a new take on something that one sees now and again as one travels through the West (and even the East).

    Your book sounds lovely.

  5. Hi Davalynn! Welcome back. We’re always so happy when you come. I love your blog! I would be one of those who talk to fence posts. I’ve carried on conversations with windmills, old houses and tombstones, so fences would come easy. Everything has a story. The trick is just listening close enough to hear. Great pictures too.

    Love the cover of your upcoming book! Wishing you much success–in life and in getting those posts to speak a little louder. 🙂

  6. Wow, I love this post. You describe this conversation with a fence post so beautifully. I myself love cemeteries and I talk to the headstones. I already know the name but the story is whatever my imagination makes it. I even have favorites!

    • Thank you, Connie. My husband likes old cemeteries, too. Sometimes those old markers tell a heart-breaker when you see the dates for children who succumbed to the hard times during the 1700-1800s.

  7. I was born in Las Animas, CO which is situated on the Arkansas River a little further down from Canon City. I remember as kids we used to walk along the little rural roads amid their cracked mud and tall sunflowers. I dont remember talking to fence posts but we had them on my grandparents farm. I also remember running between the rows of corn stalks and having fun. Nothing like being on a farm when one is a youngster.

  8. Hi Davalynn! I haven’t read any of your stories before, but after this post I am certainly intrigued and will have to make sure to read one. I find myself doing the same thing with scenery. For instance, when I visited Yosemite as a child I would imagine the Native Americans that must have loved the valley and the early fur trappers or the wagons that had to ford the river there. My imagination just takes flight at things like that.

    Thanks for stopping by Wildflower Junction! You story sounds like a lovely read.

    • Thank you, Kathryn. I took a post-grad course on Yosemite and it was fabulous. If time travel were possible – and I guess it is in our books – I’d go to places like the Yosemite of the pre-European days.

  9. You are a new author to me and your book sounds fabulous and I would love to read it. You are so right about fench post not keeping thing in or out we had that problem when I was growing up. We just couldn’t keep our pigs in anything. Loved your post.

  10. I haven’t talked to fence posts, but that is a cool idea! Speaking of fence posts, have you ever personified a non-living object in any of your books? I have a book (unpublished so far) in which I personify a park bench. Super fun to write!!!

  11. Those old cedar posts look a lot like some in my area, Davalynn. An old rancher told me to harvest cedar trees in any month that contained the letter R, but not to harvest in months without an R, because they would rot in the ground.

    Looking forward to reading more of your stories.

  12. I was born and grew up in Colorado and have visited Royal Gorge and Canon City several times. Love the area. Interesting photos. Your book sounds really good too

    • Thank you for stopping by, Joye. It’s good to hear from another Coloradan. The Royal Gorge Park is all rebuilt since the fire in 2013. Absolutely beautiful. Of course the bridge itself didn’t burn, just the park buildings and attractions. But now everything is back.

  13. Good to see you back, Davalynn. Your blog was neat and gave me some things to think about. Love the cover to your new book. When I get my next book finished (on serious deadline), I’ll have time to read one of yours. Come back and visit the Junction soon. Hugs from Texas (not too far away), Phyliss

  14. Davalynn, Thank you for sharing your great post! It is always such fun to come to P&P for wonderful read!

  15. I love the pictures of the old fences. There is something that tugs at the heartstrings seeing the old fences.

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