some thoughts on motherhood, marriage, learning to love my own face in the mirror, wondering about the lady in the tangerine coat in the bean aisle at the market, writing - the usual suspects.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
This is Pellagrino, the family pig. My brother, Rob, lugged him home from Venice some years back. He's been under the old pear tree up at Dad's house ever since. Pelly, as we affectionately call him, has one very simple message: