It feels as though I should upload a meaningful picture and write a profound, end of month post to mark the end of the August Break but, frankly, I’m too tired. That says it all about this month really. Joe Brown moved in to our new house at the beginning of this month and it seems a long, long time ago.
Scales were acquired from the tip local to me when I lived in the ‘Set. Sadly, no room in the kitchen here so they’ve lived in the garage, as has my much-loved wonky cupboard. Unlikely to be room in the new kitchen, which is tiny, for the scales but the wonky cupboard will be in the house.
Oh, my grandparents used to have scales like that. I’d weigh ceramic baking beans in them. Though probably we should just replace “weigh” with “make lots of noise with”.
Sculptural – there is beauty in traditional design x
Lovely scales and photo. Something pleasing about the juxtaposition of flower pots : )
I shall so miss you!
Lots of love.