Mom A

This book looked much better back when my mother in law gave it to me. It is a treasure because without her I would not have known what having a good mother feels like. 

I have been without hot running water since Saturday. Remember those wash pitchers and basins you see in museums? Well, I am getting to experience a modern version thereof. Pan of boiling water fresh off the stove burner and a serving bowl (bathroom sink stopper has never worked) I hope the buildings hot water heater will be replaced soon. 

A little fairy comes at night,
  Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown, 
With silver spots upon her wings,
  And from the moon she flutters down.

Thomas Hood