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.