My daughter-in-law thought a text message could justify leaving my grandson unsupervised at the airport.

to Cecille’s garden was never a chore for me; it was an expression of affection through my most natural skill. I positioned plants in the exact spots she had previously expressed a desire for them. Along the southern boundary, I preserved the dahlias she loved, despite their needing considerably more upkeep than alternative shrubs I could have put continue reading …