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I love my wooden spoons, which are both utilitarian and beautiful; the broken one is my favorite, because it belonged to my grandmother. This was her Hoosier cabinet, btw, and it still has its original zinc countertop. [To see more of the Thursday Photo Challenge, visit Dale's meme.] |
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Thursday Challenge—"everyday things"
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Souvenirs like this adorn our lives...
ReplyDeletei like my wooden spoons too. didn't as a kid *grin*
ReplyDeleteI love this photo! and I like wooden spoons! And...my kids didn't!
ReplyDeleteGreat shot. We have a Hoosier kitchen cabinet just like this. It sits in our dining room and holds most of our dishes. BTW, our kitchen wooden spoons look more battered than yours.
ReplyDeleteA Deruta vase holds part of my kitchen utensils, one of which is the old wooden rolling pin, minus the handle on one end, that my Dad used to roll out big, fat biscuits which were referred to, in the South, as "cat heads" -- I assume they were as big as. :-)
ReplyDeleteStill life; still have; still remembered; still alive, because...
ReplyDeleteThe relationship to the past is so very special.
ReplyDeleteReally nice!
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