Tuesday, July 11, 2006

When We Were Women

We knitted and sewed and made pretty pillows that said things like Home Sweet Home and Home is Where the Heart Is and Kiss My Grits, Mama.

But those days are gone.

I suppose I will never take down the feisty little knittling that was left superglued to my front door by the previous occupant. We might assume it was a woman, but I picture a cop, overgrown, busting his buttons, giant mits doing delicate work to create his patriotic little sign. See, now you love it, too.


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