Are you wondering what’s with the little red dress?
It was at least half my life ago when, on a visit to my parents, I walked into the kitchen and fell about laughing at the sight of the dish soap in a tiny dress. My mother, who shared my hilarity, had made it — apparently, dressed-up dish soap was all the rage. She asked if I wanted one. “Of course!” I said. She made this one for me. Not long ago, when clearing out boxes, I found it packed away. Naturally, I decided to use it. Here’s a closer look —
Problem: modern dish soap containers tend to be of different proportions, and it took a while to find one the right size. Now that I have one, I plan to keep it and refill it, so that every time I look at it I’ll remember what fun I always had with my mother.
One more thing, not quite so easy to see —
Not that I need extra spiders around the house. There are plenty of natural ones here, especially in the fall, but it tickles me to have a favorite gift in the window where it catches the light. My niece knows me well. I’ve long been a spider fan, but right now I especially appreciate that — unlike the family of spiders who recently moved into the basement stairwell — this one is pretty, and it doesn’t reproduce.
One more photo. I looked for a picture of my parents’ kitchen and found this one, not very clear, and taken before I was born — here they are, doing the dishes. I love the glimpse of my mother’s face in the mirror.
My mother always wished for a window over their sink. I think she would have liked it that I put my keepsakes in mine.
Do you have keepsakes in the kitchen?
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