My it’s so cold at the moment. Our breath is frosted even in the kitchen (no! don’t give in! don’t give in! leave the heating off!).
But oh it’s so lovely to be home, home, home! This being day three of my return to a time of quiet and domesticity – and I’m loving it.
Today – it’s been all about the kitchen ….
:: cooking supper early so that it will be rich, warming and ready for the family when I return home late from babysitting.
:: trying not to eat all of Julian’s pumpkin pie (sans pastry) one slice at a time.
:: shuffling chairs – and plotting their repainting for the umpteenth time – so as to tackle some …
:: kitchen table quilting – the recently thrifted kitchen stools are perfect for quilting – they wind up and down so can be made just the right height – no more stiff neck!
:: I shall serve dinner in this little sweetie tonight – also recently thrifted – Mesterkokken “Flamingo” from Norway – from the fabulous Jewish thrift store up the road – they have the best European crockery
:: fiddling with a new needlepoint pattern – something to soak up the thousands (yes, literally) of skeins of DMC embroidery wool I’ve recently “accumulated” – and baffled as to why it’s skewif – huh!
:: gloating over the repurposing of a hard rubbish bookcase – has been sitting on the front porch with sneakers on it for the last 2 years – perfect fit for the end of the kitchen table – and perfect for all the pretty and useful things (clutter, says Julian) I like to keep handy :-)
:: smiling each time I catch a glimpse of these dear little napkin rings – can’t decide whether to use them straightaway – save them for special occasions – or just wait until we have 3 so we can ALL delight in their sweetness (will Julian really care if he has a plain silver one? probably not)
:: so pleased to have found these placemats I made – oh, 16 years ago – from an old Alison Lester calendar. I think they need a couple more coats of sealer before we use them. Add to the to do list.
:: my little furry companion. She longs for toast and crepes and pumpkin seeds and pumpkin pie and onions and carrots and mushrooms and speck and sausages and left over roast potatoes and … and … and … pretty much any food that touches my hands.
The perfect kitchen – in the gorgeous Bega Valley of course – is something I regularly dream of – and collect pictures of and plot and plan with Julian and Abby and Mum. It will have huge windows, and a wooden burning stove, and a set of window shelves facing the sun for herbs, and comfy chairs for cosying and cook book browsing and radio listening, and a walk in pantry, and a pretty white sink with a fabulous tap, and glass fronted cabinets for our glassware and china, and a cork floor (I LOVE cork), and loads of bench space, and the perfect spot for each appliance …
But right now, when there’s a lovely long stretch of days (weeks! months!) before me with not much to do but care for my family, this little kitchen here in Melbourne will do me just fine :-)