Morning in My Kitchen

I came into the kitchen this morning to iron a shirt for Bill. I felt so happy in this simple little kitchen; the cozy light made me want to take a picture.

I did not walk this morning. Yesterday, my legs were so tight and swollen that Bill said I should gibe them a rest.

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I have had many new irons, but my favorite is this old iron I found. On top of being a great iron, its pretty, too.

And, by the way, I realize those picture plates on the wall are uneven. The one on the left got knocked down the other day, and it was rehung by someone other than me.

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