This photo is of my Mother, and was taken in 1967. I think she must be sitting on a lawn in the Wairarapa, in New Zealand. How cool are the Hydrangeas?
Things I love about my mother: her compassion and complete acceptance, her love of words, her secret subterranean girlishness. Her cooking.
I wish we didn’t live so far away from each other.
October 15, 2010 at 3:52 pm
Me too! You do know how to make a person cry.
It was Auntie’s garden in Wellington, by the way, and the shadow is Auntie’s. En route to Canterbury, for my first year at university.