Spending time at Riverside made me realize, yet again, how comforting ‘going home’ is … this, despite the circumstances. Sleeping in ‘my’ room; wandering the garden (alright, more working in the garden but that was fun too); evenings just chatting with mom. All that stuff I studied in English Lit about the importance of your ‘hearth’ came ringing true over those 5 days.
Granted, my mom and I have radically different takes on decorating. Mine is more a modern esthetic (thanks G!). Mom’s, far more traditional as these few pics show.
Papa’s garden is gorgeous and they recently had an artist friend of theirs, the watercolourist Helen Allen, do a couple paintings which are in the kitchen (of all places).
Here’s a picture I took Saturday alongside Helen’s watercolour.
3) Papa’s iris; 4) “Mom’s Porch” and the kitchen window by Helen
5) looking across to the bird feeder