Tra-ra! A new pot rack has been mounted on the shores of Wulverine lake, a Christmas present that will be an almost daily reminder.
Funny thing about these objects. At our house, on the shores of Lake St. Claire, a venerable iron pot rack chose to detach from the wall by night and to rain its load onto the kitchen floor just a few weeks ago. Then came painting of that little kitchen-addition, and the rack is still not back up. But at Monique's house, a new one now provides convenience and delight!
Funny thing about these objects. At our house, on the shores of Lake St. Claire, a venerable iron pot rack chose to detach from the wall by night and to rain its load onto the kitchen floor just a few weeks ago. Then came painting of that little kitchen-addition, and the rack is still not back up. But at Monique's house, a new one now provides convenience and delight!
Indeed, we love the chandelier of pots!
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The skillets and pots all hanging up there,
ReplyDeleteTheir bottoms all shiney cleaned with great care.
Easy to reach for Monique or for John
But, best get a stepstool if you're old Mom.
(Sorry, couldn't resist, but it's late...)
Look! It's a poem that's not haiku! Lovely.
ReplyDeletePots galore! Yeah! And a lovely poem. Nice to see you Monique and read you Mom.
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