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Doing the Dishes the Old Fashioned Way

When we moved into this house, there was a dishwasher we could buy from the previous people.

We did, and I was very happy. I have been the principal dish-washer for … a very long time!

At home, I did the dishes and my sister dressed and bathed the little ones. I don’t know how it came to be that way…maybe because I never had much patience with the little ones?

And then? when I got married, I was , of course, again the dish-washer. (My parents now have a dishwasher machine 😉 )

So, like I said, I was very happy to give the job to the machine.

But the machine isn’t very good. It doesn’t always get everything clean, no matter what I do. And then we wondered…how clean is everything else? Does it just look clean, or is it clean? I should check the final rinse-water sometime.

So, we decided to do the dishes by hand again. Mike very honestly did admit that he realized the ‘we’ meant ‘me’.

This is true a lot of the time, but not always. After supper, we do the dishes together. It’s relaxing. Talking together. Working together. And […]


? Yet, O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of Your hand. Isaiah 64:8

My parents house has a little cellar.

It’s divided into two little rooms. When you come down, you enter the first room, and it looks like most cellars do. Shelves of food, boxes of potatoes and pumpkins, and two freezers.

But to the left there is a door, and when you look through that door, you come to the more unusual part of the cellar. It is my dads workplace. He has a more normal workplace in a shed in the garden, with tools and seeds and such, but this is his pottery workplace. If you can’t find him anywhere and it’s summer, he’ll be somewhere in the garden.

If you can’t find him anywhere and it is winter,? he’s bound to be in his pottery workshop.

I love coming in there and taking a peek. There’s always something interesting to find. Or just to chat with dad while he is working on t

he wheel. Making something new. Sometimes he makes something that I really think very pretty. Then, […]