mother nature is a man and other observations..

Once upon a time, a very long time ago, I purchased a long flannel Granny Nightgown from the Vermont Country Store. Warm flannel fabric with hearts and flowers with little red buttons down the front. Quite different from the exquisite  silk negligees I was used to wearing.

At that place in time, I visited by brother and sister- in law living in  Virginia… I left things for my next visit. One was my granny gown for cold bitter nights

Too many years passed and for many reasons without a visit.

Once again, eleven years ago, visits resumed and became love fests. Family Fun Love.

The very first visit, I was surprised and very emotionally moved when Viorica, my sister-in-law handed me a bag. Inside were the few things I left so many years ago, including the gown in pristine condition.

I now look forward to my wonder-filled visits and, on bitter cold nights, wearing my pretty and practical sleep gown.

The years have passed, and I am now a GaMa and Viorica a GaGa.

Some things like love, are everlasting

“The family is one of nature’s masterpieces.”   George Santayana

(when it works, it’s everything)