• perch=  a resting place

Thanks for coming to our grand opening. We hope that you enjoy our new blog and find it a

"resting place."

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• Donna's little resting place

My Grandmas house was my resting place. I remember the sweetest, most simple things that she did to make us smile. There is such wisdom in simplicity. This poem below reminds me of my Grandmother and the joy she found in being with us. Playing with us and getting us to eat our "porridge" in the most creative ways. I now hear my mom saying to my daughters, " now don't finish your veggies" and they do, finish them that is........

• The teeniest laugh

In the middle of our porridge plates
There was a blue butterfly painted
And each morning we tried who should reach the
butterfly first.
Then the Grandmother said: "Do not eat the poor
butterfly."
That made us laugh.
Always she said it and always it started us laughing.
It seemed such a sweet little joke.
I was certain that one fine morning
The butterfly would fly out of our plates,
Laughing the teeniest laugh in the world,
And perch on the Grandmother's lap.

Welcome to our perch. Our resting place.

love, to the moon and back,

Heather, Isabelle & Donna