Vintage was a precious thing, dependent on variables like the weather, the age of a particular vine, the size of the Japanese beetle population.
Smile. It’s growing old that’s painful. That’s when reality hits. You find yourself with special memories that have nowhere to go and dreams that will never be fulfilled, and it doesn’t matter how whi...
Big part of growing up is learning to be cautious. It’s realizing that there are consequences to everything you do.
When a vine withers and dies, you know you’ve planted it in the wrong place at the wrong time.
What’s the difference between a dead dog in the road and a dead lawyer in the road? There are skid marks in front of the dog.
What was it they said about the difference between a lawyer and a bucket of crap being the bucket?
Tombstones don´t list jobs, they list relationships-mother, wife, daughter.
The people who get places in life are the ones who stay ahead of the game.
No mother loves her children the same. Each one is different.
Don’t touch, she cautioned as she had before. She pulled her mind back down. I’m fine.
Caroline.
By six-twenty she’d begun to fear that he had been tied up longer than expected. The switchboard was off; he couldn’t get through if he tried.
Won’t go any farther than my plants unless the rest of the place is exciting, which right now it is not. When the phone started to slip, she pushed it back up and began on the Ficus lyrata. They’re pl...
Mother. The doctors want them
When the dust settled, they talked reasonably about the inevitability of change, the idea that they had to let go what might have been and accept what was.
Tom was not. Seems to me, he said, that she’s at her drawing board evenings more than she’s watching TV, and that you’re the one who uses the sitting room for
There were ones with garden supplies and ones with health supplies, but neither offered anything remotely appropriate. There
Still there were times, as Jill whirled through her final preparations, when Emily stood watching her, wondering where the years had gone, wishing them back.
Sometimes we do all the wrong things for all the right reasons. We can be our own worst enemies. It takes a while to get over that.
She’s my mother. I’m not sure you get the same kind of unconditional love in your life from anyone but a mother.