I love a wheelbarrow used gratefully, left with the house by a generous aunt and uncle.
I love Millie's gap-toothed grin and her arm around John Wayne.
I love daring interpretations of Lady Liberty.
I love evening light and cheeks painted by Peaches, that short, little lady-clown the girls talk about all year.
But, mostly, I love wearing my husband's sneakers and sweatshirts because I am The Fashion Queen.
