Happy Mother's Day

To my magnificent mom, who could always do anything. She and my dad have led a life of adventure, from running an antique store, adding a bookstore (the treasure cave or chain gang of my childhood depending...) to hosting the Clan Montgomery tent at Scottish games from here to Colorado. Touring Scotland, England and France. Carving fabulous art work from birds to King Tut, painting, digging incredible minerals, cutting stones, making jewelry...you name it...where their interests took them they followed. I have a lovely lost-wax process silver ring my mom made me with stones my father cut....one of my greatest treasures....An intricate quilt mom sewed with all my animals depicted it, that, although it is worn from keeping me warm for decades, is never put away.

Five days after radical cancer surgery Mom was panning for gold in the Carolinas....why ruin a good vacation over a little thing like a major operation. She is tough as a railroad spike, never mind your paltry little nails......

At least in part because of all those fascinations and wonders (and others too numerous to mention, from square dancing, in costumes mom designed and sewed to learning about area history from hunting fossils and Indian relics...even the whole bird watching thing) my two brothers and I are never bored. When you have parents that open your eyes to all the marvels of living in this world, up close and personal, you don't need television and you do revel in living in it. (In fact it was Mom's relentless nagging gentle pressure that got me to buy a computer and go online in the first place.)

So thanks Mom, for being all that you are, for marrying Dad almost sixty years ago, and for following his passions and yours wherever they led.

Hope you have a wonderful Mother's Day and many more to follow.

And Happy Mother's Day to all who read who are mothers and to their mothers and all the mothers everywhere. This is your day. Enjoy the flowers and the cookouts and the company of the ones who love you....