“Sometimes, we get caught up in nostalgia, future fantasy, or both, and we don’t embrace the “now.” For this week’s challenge, take a moment to notice your present, and share a photo of it.”
Embracing the “now” as I returned home this afternoon.
Took a moment. Noticed my present. Sharing a photo of it.
Dirty dishes in the sink and an empty eggnog container to rinse and recycle.
This is the first time the daily prompt really spoke to me- ingredients.
WordPress offers daily inspiration to bloggers, if they want to respond. Here is the prompt by Ben Huberman
Here’s part of my kitchen. Isn’t love the secret ingredient? I read a blog that says it is.
But I think I’ll choose the Kitchen-Aid mixer, the Kitchen-Aid mixer my dad bought me 25 years ago. The one I’ve used to make cakes for all the kids’ birthdays and graduations and cookies for all occasions. Now they are all grown and gone.
You need a lot of ingredients-
An electric kettle (thanks Laura)
The edge of the farmhouse sink and bit of my stove, the portable dishwasher top is laden with stuff- the knives,
a tin of olive oil.
I added my favorite nesting Pyrex bowls I’ve a thing for the big yellow one. It’s like the one my mom used to make her bread dough. Let it rise.
My grandmother’s recipes are in the wooden box on the shelf.
A couple of beat up baby cups, including my pewter one engraved with my name- Ruth Ella 1952
Tea in a tin.
My favorite French pepper mill a gift (1974) from my sister’s college friend Janet.
The bread board my sister gave me.
And how could I manage without vanilla?
Garlic keeper from Fredda at my shower in college. Got to have garlic. My brother sends me the best organic garlic from Okanogan WA.
But just one thing? I chose the mixer.
Definitely need butter, eggs, sugar and vanilla. Such a lovely start to so many things.
the close up
and then the shot with a bit more distance to see the all of the
Love my stove, oven and range hood, too. My pots and pans.
Have you chosen a word for this year’s theme yet? Mine is gratitude.
This afternoon I drove home alone to Pittsburgh after a nice vacation in Ohio with my family. Two hundred miles can feel long and lonesome after all the activity with the family. If you’ve been following along you saw that the girls and I went to Laura and James and had a nice New Year’s Day celebration with the rest of the family.
On my way home I spoke with my dear friend J in Omaha. She told me about hostess gifts she passed out to her Fondue Party guests on New Year’s Eve. Here is what she gave them ( a semi-guest blog, J?)
Picture a quart Mason Jar (thanks John Landis Mason 1832-1902) wrapped with a fancy bow.
Inside J put a paper with instructions.
Starting January first. write good things down on little pieces of paper and put them into the jar. Could be a goal accomplished, something good, a happy moment, a thought. Then on Dec 31st, 2014, reread all the good things you wrote on all the little pieces of paper that you deposited throughout the year.
Right now this jar in my kitchen is filled with homemade Chex Mix (thanks Laura)
But starting when it’s empty, we’re going to fill it with good notes. Lots of them. Kind of like Three Daily Delights by my number one commenter this year, Stef.
Thanks for the good idea J. It’s a wonderful way to start a new year.
And a p.s. from J this morning A photo of her gratitude jars all lined up plus the original instructions from her niece.