Mother’s Day
Here’s me and Mom in 1990. We are sitting in a tree stump. That is reflection on my chin and cheeks. I am so happy to be with Mom.
I have quite a story for you about me, mothering and an apron.
Come back next week, dear cherished readers, especially you Marilyn,
and I will tell it to you.
First, I gotta go to Miami with the School of the Womanly Arts.
Happy Mother’s Day everyone.
Hugs, S
















