I like putting her on here. Not a model. Not a set. My mom in her own house, in the clothes she chooses when she thinks the night is only dinner. Her smell!

White shirt that never quite closes. Leather that was not bought for the kitchen. Heels on the same boards. Curtain. Glass. Plate. She is beautiful in the way a woman is beautiful when she has stopped pretending the house is a workplace.

I post her because I like watching other people watch her. That is the honest part. I want the comments. Tell me what you see when she leans on the stone. Tell me what that skirt is doing when she “fixes” a cushion. Tell me if you would leave the blinds