When I was a child, we ate dinner together nearly every night. I did not necessarily love the whole ritual, especially when my mother made hamburger pie, covered with mashed potatoes, or when I was in trouble for one thing or another (which was a lot), but I can see from this angle that it […]
Happy Birthday, Madoline
Sometimes lately when I lean into the mirror to put on my mascara, I am startled to see my grandmother’s eyes looking back at me. Today, she would have been 90. Irises and lilacs, fresh from my garden. xoxox, Grandma.