Red Gingham

symbolizes the marvelous weaving of a woman’s worldview.

This publication shelves the romantic sight of one young mother’s humble reality —

Watering delphiniums in a plush bathrobe with an icy glass of tea in the other hand, frosting cookies by candlelight a week before Christmas, hand dipping tapers in beeswax from the local farm, journaling about the baby’s new comedy bit at the end of the day.

At age 19 a piece, Ally Mia, a creative writing major, married Tristan Bishop, the French-ish boy who charmed her at the front desk of the Racquet Club. Ten months later, her belly whirled on a shuttle ride across Utah. It was Lavender Bishop knocking.

The three of them conjure up an unconventional, yet traditional life on the Bishop Family sheep farm. Ally stays home with Lavender and writes, not in a red brick rambler, but a luxury camper. Tristan skips over the corporate ladder to run a home service company. And little Lavender may look like a normal baby, but she moonlights as a superhero called “Missy Beaucoop.”

Essays and diaries here divulge the comedic, everyday disasters of young marriage, motherhood, and the universal quest to understand life — An argument ended with kissing, another sidelined plan, grappling with God each Wednesday afternoon.

They also celebrate the simple pleasures of a simple life — Sipping coffee beneath the summer quilt, the window nudged open to hear the magpies sing, a group of other mothers to walk the river trail with every week, and buttermilk syrup.

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