It’s been awhile since I’ve shared a true confession on the blog. True confession. This wasn’t initially intended to be a dip. But when I
If it wasn’t so tasty, it would be a weed. I’ve rarely met a gardener who grows zucchini who doesn’t have an over-abundance to share.
It had to be some kind of magic. Not dark magic, the good kind. The kind that fairy godmothers had. And my mother had it too.
With one missionary nearing the end of her mission and another just beginning his, Mother’s Day this year was simply going to be extra-special. I would