11x14 inches, mixed media
for the Rookie Painter blog
It's a beautiful day here, bright and cool. It's Mother's Day, though we stay home since (1) both our mothers have passed away, and (2) I'm not a mother, unless it is a foster mother to our cat. Also, all the restaurants are packed with families who do have mothers to treat.
Mothers Day was always a big deal in our family, especially for our grandmother who loved cards, gifts and eating out. When she was well into her nineties I remember getting a plate of food for her at one of the buffets that seem to be all restaurants offer around here on holidays, since she could maneuver the tray any more. She loved it though, and enjoyed getting pots of flowering plants, or maybe hanging baskets for her porch. When my sister and I were quite little it seems like we were always getting Mom milk glass knicknacks - little baskets, shoes, or open hands designed to hold candy. There was a really ugly hobnail planter she kept until she died, and I hesitated just a minute before it was packed into the Goodwill box, remembering those long ago Mothers Days.