Grandma Burt had a way of painting a picture with her words. She would say, “That kid will eat anything that doesn’t eat her first.” When she had to go live with her daughter, she would watch Martha Stewart on TV. That night she would describe what she had eaten for lunch that day. We ate wild caught salmon with honey coriander glaze and a meringue-frosted moist cake with just the perfect amount of raspberry filling for dessert. It was everything she had watched on Martha Stewart that day.
When she learned that her daughter was leaving on a mission, she said, “I’m out of here.” And she was. She didn’t live much longer. I wonder what she would say about this painting? It hung at the Bountiful Handcart Days 2011 Exhibit. I know she would be pleased that it received a blue ribbon. She would probably scold me for not painting her with her pearls. Here’s to you Grandma Burt. May my paintings tell as fine a story as your tongue could tell.