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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