spork
plastic
disposable
recyclable
multi-purpose
tool
scoop
pierce
scrape
ladle
measure
spoon + fork
priceless
treasure
picnic
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This is the first of what I want to be an ongoing series of random observations of my life.
Today I pay homage to a humble spork, which Girl from the East will not let me throw out/recycle. While on vacation in California, we frequented a deli near our hotel. It was our delicious little ritual to walk there, peer through the glass to decide what we’d have that day, then take our bagged food and utensils outside for a picnic. It didn’t matter what we had, it all tasted so good as we sat on the grass or a park bench, under an unmarked blue sky with sunlight warming our skin. So this spork came back to Michigan with us and serves as a wonderful souvenir of a series of picnics in January.
Aw. I love that The Girl From The East will NOT let you get rid of the spork! And, what a lovely memory for the two of you.
We have a tattered map of our local airport – it has become a wonderful memory of an hour we spent discovering all of the sculptures and escalators (and coffee shops) one day when we arrived super early to pick someone up. It turned a regular errand into an adventure; an airport map into a treasure map –
This is brilliant. I can’t believe the shape you formed out of the poem. So cool!
That is adorable. I love the random souvenirs from vacations – they mean the most.
Meleah: She used it to eat her cereal this morning.
Tanya: I LOVE turning errands into adventures. I love maps, too.
Molly: I didn’t realize I did that until I viewed it on my phone.
Suniverse: I have a garden full of random souvenirs: rocks, pine cones, shells, etc.
you mean you didn’t do that on purpose? amazing!
Love a good spork! And a good vacation! And memories from a good vacation!