I like this pic of the back of our home. I’m in the kitchen cooking John’s Father’s Day dinner as sunset falls (can you see that I was wearing my fancy apron because of the special occasion?)
cozy
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I like this pic of the back of our home. I’m in the kitchen cooking John’s Father’s Day dinner as sunset falls (can you see that I was wearing my fancy apron because of the special occasion?)
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It is cozy. The concrete (?) is cool, but the light from within is so warm and glowing. Plus, there’s the implicit familial love of an image of a woman preparing dinner.
And you call yourself a feminist?!?
;)
Seriously, that’s a beautiful picture.
Emily and I really want to come out and visit CA and see you (and the others, of course).
Sarah:
It’s not concrete, it’s ugly stucco. It’s what most every house in SoCal is made of these days. Not terribly attractive, IMO. :)
For all of my feminism, I am actually quite the homemaker. I love cooking, baking, sewing, etc. I know it’s not very liberated of me, is it? FWIW, I wield power tools and garden shovels as readily as a spatula or a crochet hook….
Hey, who says feminists can’t enjoy the home arts! :)