My mother passed from this earth a year ago tomorrow...

"The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute." Honore De Balzac (1799-1850)

We decided to take Banjo for a play date this week and I, naturally, brought my camera along. There were thirty Boston Terriers running amok in one backyard. Truly more fun than a barrel of monkeys.

Lily quit taking naps when she was six weeks old, so this is a rare glimpse of my child sleeping.

THE SWARTHY bee is a buccaneer, A burly velveted rover, Who loves the booming wind in his ear As he sails the seas of clover. A waif of the goblin pirate crew, With not a soul to deplore him,...