I’m in a blog tidying mood and decided to move some of my favourite posts from an older blog over to this one. This is nearly a year old now and it’s interesting to see how my spoons have changed in that time. Still I like this post, so enjoy :)
For someone who treasures simplicity so much, I like many of you have a busy old life. Work, a beautiful and crazy family, more work (the stuff I’m forced to bring home under duress and considerable grumbling), tending to our deliciously rambling cottage and garden, and of course doing the dishes because the lovely stainless steel dishwasher that I coveted for so many years is failing (quite miserably) to do what it says on the tin.
So when I get a rare moment, there’s little I like better than to go spoon scrounging. Now, this doesn’t mean I walk up to people with arms outstretched, begging for their cutlery….no, it means that I scrounge a bit of wood from here or there, and work this probable waste product into something simple, useful and a little bit beautiful.
Here’s some I did last week (actually a long time ago now); the long and narrow spoon and knife are from a wayward branch on my weeping cherry tree, and my current favourite, a Christmas tree spoon, carved from a piece of our Christmas tree. I wonder how many gzillions of these are cast out to go brown and bare on the roadside, waiting to be squashed by the trashman? Not ours, I see wood as wood – functional once taken to with a blade. OK, it may be a bit sappy and like working with a honey coated banana, but once partially dry it carved beautifully with my trusty and treasured Svante Djarv spoon gouge, and turned into this simple, light and functional spoon that will feed me muesli in the morning and cake in the evening for many years to come.
It’s a bit late I know, but Happy New Year everyone.
POSTSCRIPT: We have a new dishwasher. We call it Derek and we love him. Also my belated New Year message is now early. Gotta love recycling :)