Mother’s Day is coming soon, and I’ve been thinking about my mother’s pies.
She made them regularly after she retired. She made a wide variety, mostly fruit.
To name a few: gooseberry pie, apple pie, peach pie, pumpkin pie, pecan pie, and rhubarb pie.
Her crusts were always home made and hand rolled with a rolling pin. She was an expert.
Recently I’ve been going through all my family pictures. My mother had many glamour pictures taken throughout her life. Though, the picture I was seeking was of her in her early seventies proudly displaying some rhubarb stalks that she had grown.
My mother was never one to sit for long. She always wanted to be moving and doing.
This picture captures her essence that I remember most fondly.
movingforwardslowly 