This summer my daughter and her little girl stayed with us for a few days. One day, I showed my granddaughter a bowl that had belonged to one of her great-great-grandmothers. With all the sincerity of an eight-year-old, she said she wished that they were still alive. She wanted to meet them and talk to…
Signs of Life
I like a tidy house. In a novel I read recently, the main character – an older lady detective- observed during her investigations how much she loved the victim’s house. It was messy and cluttered and she loved it. It made me wonder if my habit of quickly tidying away any mess or clutter sometimes…
