|View out front from living room this morning|
|Most all snow was melted by Saturday,|
here my shadow taking photo out back
|Binders of recipes along with part of my|
|One binder page open|
I sometimes ponder what in the world, why bother. And then I go on and toss some, rearrange others, and even go so far as to consider creating an index, a table of contents on a data base so I can readily find the recipe or tip I want when I want it. But, as happens I have more ideas than implementation efforts. I always have been the idea person, the manager, the one who could think things up, I had staff to implement. Ahh,shades of my career days, some of those skills are not so much in use today as I am my own staff.
Which brings me to the meandering thoughts that circulate round my head with ever increasing frequency, why bother? I have no descendants to enjoy nor be interested in my collections. So when I am gone to the here after, this will all be tossed. I'd like to think, someone will get some of these and find them useful, iconic, or who knows. I often do as I buy on impulse an old recipe book or two at an estate sale. I wonder about the person who used it before, especially when they have noted something as good or added their modifications, or the page is dogeared, stained from years of use. I smile and remember that someone enjoyed this same recipe and well, here I have it now. But reality is ,this just won't happen here with mine. Which is where I could get off into a pity party of poor us, no family to share with, and so on. Nope, not going to go there, would do no good, instead, I try to keep busy, now maybe I'll put this on the blog.Well, there more time has gone and now time to get to thinking about dinner, so it goes, a snow day and some minor tasks accomplished. For this I am glad to be retired, time is all mine..
|Partial collection of my binders of clipped recipes|
|Feet happily clad in warm soft German socks from|
Regensburg, my trip in Nov/Dec. Ahhh, easy living.