In just a few days my mother will turn 77, and today we spent the afternoon at the
Fuller Craft Museum, admiring the dynamic quilt exhibit and the other handcrafted pieces -- furniture, glass, pottery, textiles. We had lunch in the Cafe surrounded by a group of Red Hat ladies, and Mom pondered whether she would ever want to join a group like that. According to the Red Hat website, they "enjoy life to the fullest"... and they do "exactly what they wish to do." I would say Mom's got all that covered already.
I took this photo of her at the museum today, and I think it embodies exactly who she is -- leaning in to take a closer look, curious about life, surrounding herself with beautiful things, and strong and steady, even though now she may need a cane to help her along the way. Happy birthday and much much love, Mom!
In a previous post I mentioned cousin Jon Loomis' new novel, and his brother Dana's move to Nevada. Well, here is a photo of us Loomis cousins, being "arranged" by our fathers for a nice photo in Grandma's Ruxton garden -- dated June 1961. Uncle Dana is clearly trying to force Jon and Sara to hold hands against their will. Young Dana is politely standing by, holding his little car. Dorothy has her squinty mad face on. And Dad is trying to keep me from escaping with a death-grip to my head. I guess the photographer gave up trying to wait for a better shot. "I'm taking the damned picture now!"
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