Thursday, September 27, 2012

Who loves you?

It's not my's his mom
His dad comes over with his tools and hangs shelves/bath towel hooks/frames slightly askew on the wall while he drinks white wine.
His mom brings bags of things - some perishable goods from the kitchen, herbs from the garden, some high quality linens or clothes if she thinks we might use them, and fresh flowers.  Always fresh flowers.  Then she wanders around the neighborhood and buys strawberries, mignardises, and anything else she thinks we might need. 

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