in the space between
esoteria, minutia, perambulatory, quotidian.
Taste of Family Tradition
On Christmas day, we drove to Coshocton and re-enacted one of Lynn's favorite memories from growing up on the farm. Whenever there was a snow-day from school, her whole family would work together in a massive effort to make homemade donuts
. Partly to remember her dad (whose absence still feels fresh at the holidays) and partly to enjoy some amazing holiday comfort food -- Lynn, her mom, the kids and I made more decicious homemade donuts than we could even think of eating...
nostalgia tinged moments
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