I searched. I didn't find the old cup. But up on the top shelf- in the back- a set of measuring cups in white plastic. And I chose the large, one cup one from the set. And placed it inside the oatmeal container- box.
And took this picture. This image. Large on the computer screen. Quite the nicest picture I have ever taken. Shade and light. Textured and smooth.
And I am happy. Happy that Fate or whatever mystical hand was at work. Because..while the metal cup had purpose and utility........this white cup...has something so different and quite lovely. It adds beauty.
Up early tomorrow and out of the house to get my haircut. Last time I had to wait for over an hour for my turn. They were running late. So...who knows when I will be back here to write the notes.
Wednesdays' Child has disappeared from the top. Falling apart in plain sight. I don't know where it went.
It was there today. When I posted for the 23rd.
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