Blog

Learning from ABCs

I go looking but the centre of my palm remembers more. The shelf gave up the dark mahogany wood to my daughter but only briefly can I recall the gifting. Such small carpentry with its little metal clasp hiding the treasured alphabet. As a child I wondered at my mother’s trinket collection: locks of babyContinue reading “Learning from ABCs”


Follow My Blog

Get new content delivered directly to your inbox.