Throwback Thursday …. Grandmas and Granny Dresses
My English grandma and I, the summer my dad flew her out to visit us, 1966, something like nine years since we’d seen her, four or five, I think, since she’d been widowed. My Dad…
View PostMy English grandma and I, the summer my dad flew her out to visit us, 1966, something like nine years since we’d seen her, four or five, I think, since she’d been widowed. My Dad…
View PostLisa’s eloquent post on her thoughts, as a mother, on her own mother’s decline, prompted me to begin articulating some of my thoughts about the passing of the generational torch, as I’m observing it in…
View PostSeveral weeks ago, I read Alexandra Gill’s very enthusiastic review of “a humble South Indian diner” that specializes in dosas, massive rice-lentil crepes filled with a variety of delectable spicy ingredients. I quickly organized a…
View PostRemember those stormy photos I showed you last post? If I’d been home yesterday, I could have taken even more dramatic ones, although I think much of the action happened in the evening, too dark…
View PostHave you seen this brilliant time-lapse sketching of a woman’s life from infancy to old age? The video is well worth the four minutes’ viewing time — magical! Or have you looked at this New…
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