This pretty little lady lives in the thrift store. I went looking with my camera’s eye, playing “I spy”. Only managed two snaps in there today. This maudlin gal was tucked underneath a shelf. She’s only a few inches tall and one could have passed her by. I’m so glad she’s captured here for you to admire as well. I’ll whisper a little hello in her ear for you for as long as she stays.
Even a simple container of forks makes for a photo for thought. I think of a “Fork in the road”. I think of untying knots in runners when I was a child. I indeed was a “knotty child”. I think of my Grandmother and my Mother in Law pricking the bottoms of pastry shells for blind baking. I think of spaghetti all twirled up and ready to smutch me with tomato sauce.
What do you think of?
And, just for thought – what a difference (less than) a month can make:
February 17 2014
January 22 2014