Love's Imagination

I could hardly spend a moment with my grandparents when they visited my parents' country house. I'd be commanded to work in the kitchen, or stand next to my mother, who I hated, and dry the dishes, now! I'd protest: That's what a dish drainer is for, but she wasn't going to let me have quality time with her parents when she'd never had any. I think of that day and how beautiful it was under the shade of the big maple tree where my grandparents sat in blue and white directors chairs. I think of them every time there is a beautiful day. I visit them now in my mind.