Friday, July 9, 2010

Kettle


The little kettle on my husband's stove reminds me of the kitchen in my childhood home where there was always a kettle on the boil ready to make a quick cuppa for anyone that called in. Such lovely memories of a loving home.

Reflection:
Psalm 131:2 (The Message)
I've kept my feet on the ground,
I've cultivated a quiet heart.
Like a baby content in its mother's arms,
my soul is a baby content.

4 comments:

  1. those colors just pop in this shot !

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  2. 1. lovely photo.

    2. so happy you had a loving home.

    3. that is my life verse.

    we met a horticulturist in the mountains
    today who is from sydney, australia!

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  3. Excellent shot for jogging the memory. I could go a cuppa right now.

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  4. That picture makes me want to stop in for a visit. Carla

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