It is said that everyone you meet, every place you visit, everything that happens helps to shape who you are. I agree with that totally. As I have come to this place in my life (let's just say I'm over the hill) I look back on what has made me who I am and I am more than grateful for the opportunity to have had the life I have.
Let me start with my dear sweet Mother (pictured here at age 92 and in a 'beauty' contest). She was one of the most gentle people I ever knew. I never ever in all her years heard her say one unkind word about anyone. I miss you, Mom.
I always did love pretty things and I think that this picture taken at my daughter's house one Christmas is just perfect. It represents family (which I love) and food (which I love) and a beautiful setting (which I love). I guess I just love it all.
I am from the South. Although I was happy to leave Alabama, I have fond memories of so many things there, one of which is the scent of gardenias in the garden in the summertime. Oh, and wild honeysuckle, and chicken frying in the skillet..
I just love gates. I always wonder what is on the other side.
I hope that I am...