Ten of my mother’s favorite rules:
Nothing is clean if you do it the easy way.
If it holds still, iron it.
Always counter the opposing view with “that’s just dumb.”
There is no such thing as too many Christmas cookies.
Always bake with butter.
Never leave the house without a hankie.
The punch line is irrelevant.
Pie is for breakfast.
Nothing is more beautiful than cows’ eyes.
Gardening isn’t work.
My resident gremlin has hidden the photo I wanted to post with this. If you, dear reader, have experience with such a gremlin, then you know it is absolutely not my fault that I can’t find it. But I know my mom would love that peony bud.
I am not a big fan of what Mothers’ Day has become here, but I’m a fan of all mothers and fathers and grandparents and foster parents and all others who step up to nurture and protect children. May they all, present and past, be honored. And may we find ways to help them at this time.