Materfamilias Writes

Happy Mother’s Day, from Italy

Happy Mother’s Day, from Italy

 This Mother’s Day, I’m watching my granddaughter’s excitement about the gift she’s hidden away for her mother — she bought it with her Papa yesterday on the way home from swimming lessons, and she managed…

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Asparagus and Peonies and Pissotières. . . Oh My!

Asparagus and Peonies and Pissotières. . . Oh My!

First of all, may I tell you that your comments make me feel so much better — thank you! (And Pater thanks you as well, because as patient as my lovely guy is, sometimes having…

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Back to Edinburgh, a Retrospective Visit . . .

Back to Edinburgh, a Retrospective Visit . . .

Still dark outside as I put the last touches on this post and get ready to publish it. I’m sitting on the couch, a wool blanket tucked over my legs as the room gradually warms…

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The Big Move: Two and a Half Years Later. . .

The Big Move: Two and a Half Years Later. . .

Today’s post is the sort I used to write more often but have moved away from lately — partly because they can take so much to write (and I’ve tended to hive that energy off…

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Bread-Making, Old-School, Artisan, and Beginner’s Luck . . .

Bread-Making, Old-School, Artisan, and Beginner’s Luck . . .

I asked my maternal grandmother once what her childhood Christmasses were like, whether, on the farm in a deep Manitoba cold just into the 20th century, she had received many, or any, gifts. Sometimes an…

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