I have written before about my Mum but this year I am missing her even more.
We all think our Mum's are the best as it should be.
But I just adored my Mum.
Her name was Dolly.
I am still in awe of of her gardening skills.
She could put a stick in the ground
and the swear the next day it would have leaves and a bloom.
She could make a meal out of 5 ingredients and you would think it was a feast.
She baked the best breads and miss her pierogi and date cookies to this day.
I miss her Polish cooking.
Her cookbook was burned up in a California wildfire
that burned my home so many years ago.
She knew all sorts of family natural home remedies,
that I wish I had written down.
She was very artistic and her embroidery and dressmaking was was lovely.
She was an accountant before she married.
She always wrote the most beautiful straight numbers even when her hands
were crippled with arthritis.
I miss her everyday.
My Daughter takes after her so smart and talented
and now I have a Granddaughter
who was born one day before her Great Grandmother Birthday.
Isn't life grand.
Here is Japanese Son, five years ago with lovely Mia-chan.
accccck I can't stand the cutest tiny foot, I just want to hold it in my hand.
But now it belongs to a 5 year old dynamo cutie-pie !
ummmmm no foot holding now.
And just because I can here is your pretty to start the week.
daughter . . . parsnip
music. . . Hello Dolly. OST