I took this during the usual mad morning rush. Catching an everyday moment. And looking at it now I wonder what the kids will remember about ordinary moments like this.
Funny enough I can't remember school mornings being hectic when I was growing up, and they must have been with four kids to get out the door. When I look back the first thing I think of is colour; the colour of our kitchen: orange, mustard and brown - defining a decade. There was a lot of it about in the 70's...
The round butter dish in the photo is a vintage one from the same set we used everyday all those years ago. I bought it recently in a second hand shop, almost without thinking because it was so familiar.
I'm pretty sure the kids will remember the pale blue aga and maybe the piles of washing that are always drying on the lids. This is the closest any of their clothes get to being 'ironed'. We had one when I was young too; it was a solid fuel stove, and I've a picture in my head of my mum in her nightie and wellies, going out to fetch the coal first thing in the morning.
Makes me smile that the cupboard door is open in the photo. It is ALWAYS open. The kids are forever looking in it hopefully: the magical place were snacks and treats live. Though most of the good stuff is out of reach, on top of the fridge. My husband also suffers from cupboard love when he gets back. But that's ok, because he needs feeding up after months away from home.
It'll be interesting to see if my eldest remembers the ordinary looking blue plastic beaker in front of him. He has point blank refused to drink out of anything else for about 3 years. Slightly bonkers, but there you go... He can't explain why, and doesn't do it with anything else. Finding the blue beaker has become a morning ritual - it's his security cup. I think it makes him feel that things are as they should be.
Many thoughts wrapped up in an everyday moment.
The Sticky Fingers Gallery theme this week is everyday.