My first memories of Aunt Sandy White are filled with antique toys, fresh garden food and bloomers. I don't know if she actually wore bloomers but they always poop into my head when I think of her. She is a master egg hider and a wonderful listener and sounding board. Her home provided me with a refuge and peace when life was a little too hectic or when I just need stillness. I will never forget the warm summer days biking to her home and filling my little bike basket with fresh tomatoes, apples and grape juice fresh off the vine. Jaimie and I would rush home to make applesauce and dream of the day we could have a garden as magical as the one Sandy had created. I counted on Sandy for her honest opinion on everything from boys I dated to food preparation.
Although I cannot bike to her home to sit and chat all day I can get on a plane to and visit- see you in 5 days!
Although I cannot bike to her home to sit and chat all day I can get on a plane to and visit- see you in 5 days!
