While we were at Rhinebeck, the APL held it’s book sale, and K bought some jig saw puzzles. Since I wasn’t home to use my sewing desk (and I almost never use my sewing desk during the school year, so it didn’t matter – but Mom felt anxious to clear it anyway) they used my desk. Mom came over a few times in the evening to work on it. It felt like the holidays
We left her a piece to put in – but someone would always pass by and put it in, so when she did come over to do the final honors, it was a different piece.
K asked me this morning,”Mom, can I bake without a recipe? I know the rules: clean up a mess, get a grown up to put the cake in the oven for me, wear protective clothes.”
“you mean an apron?”
“Yes, protective clothes, like a paint smock.”