| Same old sink, same old dishes. Same house, day after day. But look how, randomly, the spoon and fork handles all pointed in different directions. Look how the light hits things. The sky reflected down into my sink! I am grateful to have that sink and those dishes. My house keeps us safer, cooler in summer, warmer in winter, day after day. A dirty pot means we had food, and a stove to cook it over. Dirty bowls mean people ate. That is something to be happy about. |  |
photo by Sandra Dodd
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