June 30, 2009
My mom gave me this carving because the three eagles reminded her of our family. I found it today in a box in my closet. I had forgotten what was in the box and was pleasantly surprised to find many special items, including these feathered friends.
June 30, 2015
Today I keep these eagles and several other trinkets (most from my mom) on my dresser.
June 29, 2009
When my smoke detectors started going off this afternoon (probably because a bug had crawled inside one of them), I thought about all the times my mom argued with our alarm company in VT. Whenever she would call to try to fix something, they would tell her she couldn’t because my dad was the primary account holder. It really pissed her off. Fortunately, my alarm company didn’t give me any trouble, but they couldn’t fix my problem either because the bug had crawled into one of the smoke detectors that is not hooked up to the main system.
June 29, 2015
As luck would have it, most of the household accounts are in my name so I never have the same problems as my mom. Maybe I should make my husband call and see what he has to go through.
June 28, 2009
In honor of my mom, Jerry Oberle (our cousin) painted several pairs of wall hangings for our church in Londonderry, VT. This is a portion of one of the two hangings that were displayed in worship this morning.
June 28, 2015
While I haven't seen them in a while (living in LA will do that), I'm sure these banners are still an important part of the church.
June 27, 2009
Every Saturday in the summer my mom liked to go to the West River Farmers Market in Londonderry, VT. She would buy some fresh tomatoes, maybe some bread or cheese, and visit all of her artisan friends and neighbors.
June 27, 2015
This is another event I always visit when in VT.
June 26, 2009
The Garden is one of my family’s favorite VT restaurants. My mom liked to go there for special occasions, especially New Year’s Eve. My dad and I try to go whenever I come home to visit. Every plate comes with an edible flower garnish.
June 26, 2015
I still always go to The Garden whenever I'm home in VT. It has been fun introducing it to my husband.
June 25, 2009
My mom loved to read in a lot of different places in our VT house. One place was in the green rocking chair in our dining room so that she could look out at the birds coming to the feeders on the patio. That’s where I was reading today.
June 25, 2015
These days I usually read on my iPad. I'm not sure my mom would have ever transferred over to reading on an electronic device instead of a real book.
June 24, 2009
On the right is the on-ramp to Route 91 in MA that my mom and I always took to go up to VT. When I was learning how to drive, we would share the driving to VT; I would drive from our MA house to Route 91, she would drive up Route 91 to Brattleboro, and then I would resume driving from Brattleboro to our VT house. This division of labor worked well because I was nervous to drive on the highway. Now, after almost 3 years in LA, I’m not afraid of Route 91, and think the two lanes look kind of like an on-ramp to the 405 (except with fewer cars).
June 24, 2015
I'll always think of my mom while driving up to VT, but now I'm fully comfortable driving the whole way!
June 23, 2009
When she was packing up our MA house to move, my mom decided to give me a bunch of her monogrammed towels from when she got married. These were the towels that I grew up with and now they are the towels I use in LA.
June 23, 2015
Since getting married, I now have new towels, but I still keep a few of these around. They are mostly dog blankets, which I think my mom would have teased me about ("you're using MY wedding towels for your DOG!"). Ultimately though I think she would have liked the fact that he finds comfort in them.
June 22, 2009
As I walked home from the park today, I noticed that my shoes were squeaking a bit. My mom always told me that only stolen shoes squeak, but I swear I paid for these in full!
June 22, 2015
I have owned several pairs of these shoes over the years and sometimes they just squeak.
June 21, 2009
My mom gave me these pewter hearts and I carry them with me in my pocket. The hearts are intertwined and each one says, “your heart is within my heart is within.” The words fit exactly on each heart so that they continually flow around and around, never ending. I liked this sentiment so much that I gave my mom the same set of hearts the December before she passed away. When she went into the hospital, I carried both sets of hearts in my pocket.
June 21, 2015
I accidentally left these hearts in a TSA bin at the airport. I was very upset at the time, but after talking with a friend I realized that maybe I didn't really need them anymore and that they would find their way to someone who needed them more.
I completed this photo project from May 2009 to May 2010. Six years later, I'm reposting the series with additional thoughts. Here's what I wrote about it when I started.