This week I was thinking of the past, not in the present moment so much. Because of the approaching holidays I was thinking of my mother. Thanksgiving especially was a big holiday for her because of the cooking involved. I think she enjoyed it; she certainly always got praise for it and we cleaned our plates. So this is a little picture I have of her as a child. The lower part was burned by a cigarette so it doesn't show much of her pretty dress. But it shows her flower hat and her expression which is remarkably consistent with her adult personality. At least in part. Kay Dolezal
