My Mother, the Gardener

Photos, Giverny and Amsterdam, by author, May 2018. My mother's garden at my parents' "terminal house" (a term coined by a couple who, like Mom and Dad, had called many places home) was plowed under and sodded over by the decidedly off-Cape people who bought the Brewster, MA place after Dad died unexpectedly.  Losing him…

La brutta figura

Behavior matters,especially when you're in a Foreign Service family. After Dad's initial four years in balmy Caracas, we moved in 1959 to Milan, where there were strict rules governing how things were done.  Although Dad’s job at the USIA office required my mother to be available for after-hours socializing and cultural events, finding a live-in…