My mother headed for bed and so I convinced my father to participate in my photo essay…a sippa…a small glass of sherry and here we are. I love you, Dad.
Sippa
My Father’s Hands: August 25, 2011
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My Mother’s Hands: August 24, 2011
Goodnight, Mom.
My Mother’s Hands: August 23, 2011
Max and Gramma shared some moments and quite frankly I couldn’t choose which one of these, so I’m including a few. There is such a tender exchange between my mother and babies and my mother and dogs. Tears well up in me when I think of those moments.
Soft Light and Tender Touch
Turning Toward Gramma
Soft
I Will Carry Your Love With Me
My Mother’s Hands: August 22, 2011
Movement
My Mother’s Hands: August 21, 2011
It saddens me that I wasn’t able to bring my mother back to Prince Edward Island. Tonight I shared a small bit of PEI sand with her though…it still felt cool to both of us and it still smelled remotely of the ocean. I was touched by the experience. I love my Mom so much.
Beach Sand
Ann Street: Belleville Morning
Roof Lines
Trimmed Shrubs: Ann Street
My Mother’s Hands: August 18, 2011
PEI Comes Home to Mom
My Mother’s Hands: August 2, 2011
Spooning
My Mother’s Hands: August 1, 2011
Putting On the Socks
My Mother’s Hands: July 31, 2011
Evening Rituals: Cookie, Flavoured Coffee and TV 🙂
