White linen and the scent of comfort. That is how I remember my mother when I see this photograph.
I thought about this when I read an article today on the Huffington Post website. Find it here. While I am not adverse to having my photograph taken, I am often the photographer. So, the majority of our family photographs are of the kids, the cats and the chickens.
My husband is also frequently absent. We should change that. But in the meantime, for posterity I share this image of me and my peeps.