Sally’s Pumpkin Bread and #HatDay

Today: Sally’s first anniversary.  Tuesday: Tio Z’s second anniversary. Sunday: a friend’s grandfather’s passing. This week is mired in remembrances of lives well lived and yet also, death pocking the days. It’s a curious thing trying to accept our own mortality, isn’t it? It’s an incredible thing to think of death as a gift, which… Continue reading Sally’s Pumpkin Bread and #HatDay