If I closed my eyes and squint a bit, this could be my home. There’s the table, just far enough away from the stove, so that it’s usual to get a chill while eating dinner. The calendar, marked with dentist appointments, notations of death and stove cleanings.
Ha! Ha! This couldn’t describe and represent our kitchen much better! Right down to the calendar with deaths and stove cleanings. Only divergence is that my winter parking place- my rocker-usurps their table spot which leaves ours twice as far away from the cookstove and we can get a chill at table if the outside temps are really cold. Great find, Em.
