I came across this photo as I was clearing out some of the recent rejects on the computer.
I didn't take it.
This tells me that someone (and I know exactly who) was sitting at the bar, directly across from the sink, playing with my camera.
I resisted the urge to hunt him down and, well, let's us not talk about what follows the "and", but instead, I took a good long look, and I had to laugh.
For all the trying I do to preserve our days in words and photos, this one little unintended shot says so very much about our life. It is truly a Blue Yonder still life.
Allow me to explain:
1. That would be a matchstick holder, but you can see the lighter sticking out. Pretty much sums us up – old fashioned with a modern twist. At least that's how I try to think of us. (This is where you nod and say, "why yes, dear, that's exactly how I would have described you.")
2. That would be the "natural" mosquito repellant. It stinks like dog. It stinks like a man from Tyre. I don't blame the bugs for running the other way.
3. The minty ant repellant that won our contest. You can see that we've used a LOT of it (the bottle was full). Mostly because my kids think it smells like candy canes, and they like to spray it around the room when I'm not looking. Please note that it repels ants but attracts wee beastie boys.
4. One of my guys brought me some zinnias from Grandmother's garden a while back. I kept them in that vase way longer than I should have, and finally threw them out, just before the photo I guess. I always keep cut flowers too long. Always.
It would appear that I leave the nasty stinking water even longer.
5. The one and ONLY tomato that our plant (planted in March mind you) has produced. A chicken was eyeing it, so I brought it in to finish ripening in the window.
6. Birthday cake candles. It's no one's birthday, but Ryder is learning his letters. We randomly pick one letter a week, and then read related stories and have some go along activities. It was B week a while back, so we had a BBbbirthday cake for his BBbbear. B is for Bear and Birthday and Balloon, Butterfly, Blueberry and Bean.
It's also for booger and butt, he's happy to report.
We had no go along activities or books for those words though, sadly.
7. A peach pit, which is drying at the insistence of a small man who is bound and determined to grow a tree of his own.
8. The mermaid waterglobe that Ryder picked out for me when his Daddy took him to the grocery store in Galveston.
He asks me to get it down now and then, so he can shake it and talk about how wonderful he was to pick out something so lovely for his mama.
9. One of Rosemary's feathers.
11. 8 shells, and a little sand, for the 8 souls that shared an unforgettable vacation with us.
12. Heart-shaped rocks and other treasures bestowed upon me by grubby, sweaty little palms.
13. A vase that is kind of hideous, but to me, altogether lovely because my boy spent his own quarter at my next door neighbor's garage sale for it.
(for some reason Typepad is cutting this part of the photo off. Unfortunate cropping or blatant censorship? You be the judge)
14. My toothbrush. This must have been one of the many (MANY) times that I stayed up way too late. When I do that, I bring my toothbrush to the kitchen sink rather than brush in the bathroom and risk waking up
the sleeping bear my husband. (This one's cut off too… if you simply must know what sort of toothbrush I use though, you can click on the photo and see the full version 🙂
15. A pan that, like the flowers, probably sat there way too long. Do you have stuff like that? Things that have to stew a bit before you can be moved to accomplish them?
16. Um, can you tell how quickly we've gone through this stuff? I promise I'm not bathing in it. Brushing teeth at the kitchen sink, maybe, but not bathing. I swear it.
17. Popsicle molds left in a prominent place, so as to let me know that more are required.
And make it snappy.
So yes, it bothers me that someone had their (likely popsicle smeared, peppermint scented) fingers on my camera. And yes, the clutter and the mess often get to me, but well, this is my life.
And I love it, # 1- 17 and beyond.