Smells like Mud…

Gritty sidewalks yet to be swept, discarded Christmas trees scorched orange from the sun sit in alley ways, school children shiver in their brightly colored flip-flops as they walk to school and the intoxicating smell of mud. It’s Spring in … Continue reading

Mother’s Day and Artichokes

Mother’s Day takes on a whole new meaning when your children have moved away from home. I am sitting in my kitchen at the farm remembering my Mother’s Day the year the girls were 10 years old. Ralph was away on a business … Continue reading