Some gardens are designed. Mine was given to me, one Mother's Day at a time, by a little girl with red hair and muddy hands who grew into one of the most remarkable women I know. Every spring, when the peonies open and the lilacs fill the air, I think of her — not as she is now but as she was then, eyes sparkling with a secret she could barely keep.
Read MoreA Mother's Day celebration does not need to be elaborate to be extraordinary. Sometimes the most meaningful gift is simply a quiet morning, a beautifully arranged tray, and the willingness to slow down long enough to share it.
Read MoreWhen the warm weather finally arrives in New England, and the backyard opens up, the best part of Mother's Day is the unhurried hour after lunch — when the table is cleared, the afternoon stretches ahead, and there is nowhere anyone needs to be.
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