I'm sorry I've been absent from blogland. My sweet grandmother passed away last week after a battle with cancer. She was the matriarch of our family; a fiesty southern dame with red hair and a generous heart.
She was an amazing cook in her day, albeit in full-on Old South Paula Deen style. She was a dedicated collector of owls, long before they were trendy. She loved green and purple, but not pink. Never pink. "Not on a redhead."
The last thing she told me was that I needed more rouge. And that she loved me.
I don't think I'll ever stop missing her.