She makes biscuits from scratch that melt in your mouth. Just like everything else she touches, those biscuits are filled with love.
I love this picture. My friend Heather has a similar photograph of her grandmother’s hands framed in her kitchen, and I admire it every time I see it.
I’m so thankful that I went to my mom’s house Thursday night to eat dinner, and I am so glad I took my camera along. I had no idea she’d be making biscuits, so when she started rolling the dough, I grabbed my camera.
Love you mom…more than you know.
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