And we ate lots of gelato and granitas and calzones. It was so sunny and warm and I took (maybe) too many photos. 

These are the sweetest photos of my mom being her wonderful grandma self. And there are my feet.

I need a word
a brand new word 
nobody ever heard
I need a word
that can express
you are the dearest 
on the earth   – poem by Monique and Hans Hagen Today is our 17th wedding anniversary!

Today spring seems to be back on track. We took a bike ride along the lake and stopped at the grounds of Schloss Au for a picnic.  Then Claire went to a birthday party for her sweet friend Clara. They made crowns from flowering branches and they got to hold chickens. 

What happened to my Spring???

I inherited some fabric from my Grandma Dice and I’ve made it into a tablecloth. I think grandma used this fabric as a tablecloth, but it was never hemmed. I can picture the fabric on the little light blue wooden table that grandma kept in her carport. I can picture her milk glass hobnail pitcher…