A Simple Seven Egg Painting on a Plate Changed My Family Forever

The butter knife was still wet with grape jelly when Harvey reached across my kitchen table and tapped the frame of the small oil painting.

The canvas showed seven yellow egg yolks resting on a white ironstone plate, painted by my late husband, Arthur, during his first summer in Oakhaven.

Harvey jingled the loose coins in his trousers pocket, the sound continue reading …