Memories

I had a memory flash back. I want to share.

I was bout 12 at my friend's house. Her mom was a bit of an eccentric, and I loved her. She was an artist and marched to her own drummer.

One time my friend and I were playing a game, or just hanging out and in she came with a plate of fresh green apples and cheddar cheese cut up for us to eat. Just because.

That has always stuck with me. I must think of that at least once every month or two, here almost 40 years later. It is about love. Sometimes when I spontaniously make coffee cake or brownies for my boys, I think of this and her.

This is love. :)