It's not the most beautiful pie in the world, I know. When my four boys were growing up, my goal was to make pies faster than they could eat them. They didn't care what they looked like, only that they tasted good. And they did.
~When finally the last carols have floated away into the starry darkness, the last good night has been said, the last wrapped package laid under a shining tree, there comes a small, quiet enclosure of time for every person to be alone with Christmas. ~ A Farmwife's Almanac of Country Living by Rachel Peden
I am a wife, the mother of four grown sons, and Nana to four grandchildren. I work part-time as a librarian/ archivist at a university library. I enjoy knitting socks and mittens and other items for charity, reading, hand quilting, growing old-fashioned flowers, and bird watching.