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Beginner's Heart
where memories live
By
Britton Gildersleeve
This is the tag on my father’s blanket. The blanket he had long before I was born, probably bought before my mother reunited with him in the Phillipines, 13 months after they married. It’s a softly worn (once scratchy) wool, something like the old Pendleton three-stripe blankets (and it has three black stripes). Years ago,…
memory, elephants, friendship
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Britton Gildersleeve
You may already have seen the PBS video on Shirley & Jenny, two elephants who never forgot each other. It’s not recent — at least 10 years old. But it was new to me. Elephants have totemic significance in my family. They were beloved of my mother, and we all indulged her. As a result,…
tea & memory: day #9 of National Poetry Month ~
By
Britton Gildersleeve
If you’ve read any of this blog, you know I’m nuts about tea. Crazy, obsessive, elitist (and possibly boring) on the topic. Poetry, too. I have almost as many tea ‘cookbooks’ as favourite poets. There are six tea sets in the china cabinet, including two hand-painted by my grandmother, who also loved tea sets. That…
re- framing/claiming my mother ~
By
Britton Gildersleeve
My mother would be so happy: TWO pink things came in the mail for me. Although orange & red were her favourite colours (w/ lashings of turquoise), she loved for me to wear pink. When I was a little girl, she was always saying, “This would be so pretty on you.” And “Why don’t you…
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