sketches:

my mother is very talented. perhaps i have mentioned it before. She can paint, draw, sew, and do any number of crafty type things. She is brilliant with color. A few of you have seen her garden, and her photography... she used to blog fairly regularly.

I have a beautiful oil painting (done by my mother) of Harry Truman and the beginning of the eruption of Mt St Helen's hanging in a place of honor in my home (we were in Kelso, Washington for the eruption and recovery so the Mountain is special to me) . I have a few other of her things as well, hung here and there. I have always been exceedingly proud of her talent.

Anyways, she asked me a few days ago, if i would like something from the heart for the holiday this year: sketches of my sons. She warned that she hadn't picked up a pencil in years. I agreed that i wanted pictures so fast and with such delight, she seemed surprised.

SO, yesterday she calls me up on the telephone and says "hey, check your email, they aren't finished yet, but i wanted your opinion"...
my opinion?!? it was hard for me to give it, with the tears in my eyes... "those are my boys mom, thank you".