Mother’s Day is just around the corner. In one of the happy serendipities of life, a book my son gave me for Christmas in 2012 caught my eye about a week ago. Its jacket flap marked how far I’d read in it—about halfway through. I decided to read on. It turns out That Said: New… Continue reading That Said (review)
Mother Bear I am the one who puts oatmeal on the list so that we will not have a morning without porridge. I am the one who cooks it stirring its volcano bubbles from gruel to a thick predictable pudding. I am the one who dishes it into bowls -- large, medium, small then calls… Continue reading Mother Bear
Violet Nesdoly 