I found myself thinking about my grandmother today as I worked on a new painting. An accomplished seamstress, most of her gifts were handmade & deeply cherished. As she grew older, as a widow, she pinched every penny. I remember her soft laughter when she asked what I wanted for a gift. Each year, I put in my request for a bag of rags & any lids to the whipped topping containers she could spare. (She made a lot of millionaire pies!). … continues