Before Glyn and I got married, way back when, my mother found a pattern for a “soft sculpture” Christmas tree, made of unbleached muslin, a closet rod, and a LOT of polyester stuffing. We made that tree together, Mama and … Continue reading
This is the birthday cake my wonderful sister and I made together last week, in her beautiful kitchen, in the beautiful red-gold-orange-and-green woods of midcoast Maine. It’s a memorable recipe, one our paternal grandmother made for us when we were … Continue reading
My best memories of my childhood are small moments — like this little pattern my Grama used to doodle. She would make sixteen dots, then circle around them in a single motion. She could also do five sets like that, … Continue reading
