We spent Labor Day weekend at our friends Tina and Harvey’s vacation home in the Berkshires. It is a very special place. We step out of the car, and suddenly everything is fine in our world.
Tina’s mother was also visiting. She is an amazing 90-year old, widowed eighteen months ago after a long and happy marriage. She looks years younger. She is not a complainer. She laughs easily. She loves her I-Pad. It’s fun to be with her.
At one point during the weekend, she whispered to me, “Peter is really a handsome man.” “Agreed.” I replied, and I didn’t give it another thought.
Until an email from Tina in response to my thank-you note included the following, “My mother loves Peter.”
Do I have another rival?
P.S. Thanks to reader Sara Coburn. we know that the poem quoted in the last posting was written in 1961 by Jenny Joseph.