My Summer of Sam Wedding Dress
For thirty-five years its posture has been folded into a deep curtsy, dormant over a hanger, as if waiting for a curtain call. After that one moment in the spotlight, … Continue reading
August 6, 2013 · 3 Comments
Martha
Learning that Martha was dead came as a jolt from the blue–not just because the evening air was so perfectly laden with the scent of lilac, or because the news … Continue reading
May 14, 2013 · 29 Comments
Sharon Watts Writes 