All Purls. No Swine.
Holy Cow. I'm not sure why the death of Her Majesty has hit me quite as hard as it has. Perhaps it has something to do with age. Or sentimentality. Or that I'm on my own. Or the fact that I'm not at "home" with my people at the moment. (Still, I can't say enough… Continue reading Songs for a Mournful Saturday
My mother-in-law, Geraldine Zbozny, died fifteen years ago today. Here's a reprise of a post I've published annually for the past few years: It’s been fifteen years since my mother-in-law passed away, and perhaps it’s time to tell a bit of her story. Geraldine Virginia was born on May 13, 1918. She’d have been 104… Continue reading A Mother-In-Law For the Ages