A Bad Wrap

Cross-posting from my latest entry on Earth Hearth in a lame attempt to appear as if I actually have the brain cells and energy to update this blog. Sigh. Oh, and by the way: my girls are doing fabulous. Indi is trying to crawl, eating Cheerios, pointing to “eyes” on toys and humans, and doing…

Love Letter to a Rocker

  [*this is a cross-post from Earth Hearth] The year is 1958. The wool of her pleated skirt is pressed just so and lays flat along her knees. Her sleeves pouf slightly and only the top button of her cotton blouse is left opened. No crumbs decorate her starched and pristine top. A wide belt…