Category: Willows, Memories from Back Home
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Meanwhile in Normandy
While I’ve been in California, surrounded by sunshine and the familiar comfort of family, Yann, Chelsea and the Pickles are off in Normandy, visiting his mother. And truly — I am happy for them. Really, I am. It’s a beautiful…
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The Pop-Pop Swirl
Zinnias’ unpretentious, joyous wonder can make me smile without even trying, with their pop-pop colors and sturdy stalks. Zinnias remind me of home, which reminds me of childhood, which reminds me of summer—blackberry pies, swimming at my cousins’ house, then…
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One Week Old
Today was a beautiful baby bundle day. My mother and I met baby Cal, my great nephew—Jack (my nephew) and Jordan’s son. He arrived three weeks early, a tiny surprise, and because of that, I got to meet him before…
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The Liturgy of Care
She’s lived here always,where generosity grows. Her door is open—Family and friends come,carrying sweetness in the crook of their arms. Fresh corn, still warm from the sun,twice in one week from cousins who hadn’t planned it,but somehow knew. A bouquet…
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BlackBerry Pie Making Lesson
First, find your blackberry bramble and pick four cups of fresh, handpicked blackberries. They should be plump and have a glossy coat. Set them aside while you prepare the crusts. In a separate bowl, stir together three-quarters of a cup…
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Bringing in Flowers
My mom has such a quiet way.She notices the small things—a flower just opening, a stem leaning too far, a bloom past its prime but still with grace.She gathers a few blooms, never many.Whatever her garden offers.A sprig of lavender.A…