Life is Complicated...25º

I had good intentions yesterday to sort my collection of cookbooks, keep only the ones I love the most and put the others into a bag for Soroptomists...I started in a corner of the living room where cookbooks are arranged in old wooden crates...Many of these books were purchased at yard sales for mere pennies, a few I payed full price for, thinking I just had to have them.

The problem is, that I also have another collection of cookbooks in the kitchen and I actually use them for an occasional recipe...Most of them are cookbooks that have been in my cupboards, some for almost 56 years, a wedding gift...They have been loving packed in boxes and moved from Idaho, to Utah and then to Oregon...The are well worn, dog eared, smugged with butter and dough until some are nearly unreadable.

The ones in the living room are less loved, I have read through them, looked at the colored photos and have occasionally dusted them over the years...when dusting, I would again flip through them, thinking WOW that looks and sounds good, but it is doubtful that I have made a recipe from their pages!..That is why I started with them, I can fill that Soroptomist bag.

So yesterday with my mind made up I pulled up a chair, faced the books, dusted their tops and pulled one after the other from the shelf...Then I made the mistake of opening one...It was all down hill from there, I have books strewn on the floor and didn't even empty one crate...But on my journey yesterday I visited, France, Tuscany, Mexico...I inhaled the smell of rustic loaves, slurped the juice of exotic fruit and hungered for vegetables fresh from the ground...I never left the house, It was a delightful day...Hugs To All...OWAV:)

Mostly Cookbooks.