it is february, the month of love. today, to be specific, is st brigid’s day. as an irish lass, i approve. ’twas me grandmother’s name as well. so i thought it would be a good idea to talk about what it is i love. and not necessarily the big, obvious things like, oh, my husband and my kids. we all know that already. but the little things, the little everyday things, that make me happy.
i love my sink.
you would too, if you had this sink. it rocks. and it was free. we found it on the street (new yorkers are such garbage pickers, i love it), saw that it was perfect, and decided that if it was still there when we got back from our errands, it would be ours. and of course it was still there. it was destined to be ours, plus it weighs about 150 pounds. it is a 1940’s cast iron 42 inch wide, double-bowl beauty:
look at her! you could bathe triplets in those bowls! glorious. my friend maria once had a 52 inch wide looker in her westchester house. she & her boys moved away to louisville, and i suspect, besides a few good friends, that that sink is the thing she misses most. am i right?
what do you love? what makes you happy? feel free to be as shallow, or as deep, as you wish. or both, at the same time!