mom – shannon p. laws

Poem: Measured

Measured by Shannon Laws The one cup of measure mountained with flour mother pulls a butter knife from the silverware drawer taps it on the edge of the kitchen counter two times Pushing the jagged peak away onto the counter covered in wax paper she scrapes the knife’s flat back across the cupContinueContinue reading “Poem: Measured”

It’s Time for Ham

OK, true story:One holiday four generations of family are all gathered together in the youngest daughter’s new home for a rare time together. This is her first time hosting a family dinner. Her mom is helping her with the ham. The daughter plops the large ham into its pan and asks the mom, “OK whatContinueContinue reading “It’s Time for Ham”

Holiday Ham

Happy Thanksgiving all! Thanksgiving is all about the traditional turkey dinner, but this year we are serving up ham. This is the third posting of the “Mom’s Holiday Ham” story. Hard to believe my “Madrona Grove” blog has been up so long! For that I am thankful.Whether your ham is smoked, honey glazed, bone-in, and/or spiral cut- ContinueContinue reading “Holiday Ham”

Poetry: Reinhart’s Cup

A green cupA handle for holding Ridges? Simple decoration.Held eight ounces easilyThis was your Grandpa’s cup.He loved that cup.The coffee doesn’t taste right to meDefected glaze, mother said,Don’t try to drink from it.I used it to hold my pens.She removed the pens and scissorsThat had been stabbed into placeShe turns it upside downA paper clipContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Reinhart’s Cup”