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"Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights." john betjman
kitchen treasures...
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The magical translucence of wet watercolor paintings..
the smell of bread baking..or apple crisp..or rice..millet muffins(!).. the elasticity of bread dough as we knead and shape it.. into a snail.., a braid.., a hedgehog.., a..?, the cadence of play and song and verse..the sound of grinding millet... watching our apple peels..stretch across the room..! the smoothness of play silks.. the cool of copper.. the warmth of wood.. slippery soapy hands to felt the wool.. the taste of millet muffins with butter and honey.. and the smell of bubbles in warm, peppermint, soapy dish water.. (the bubbles sing a very quiet popping song..) feeling our strong arms as we grind the corn.. chopping bananas for our gnome porridge.. setting our table.. crayons marking our movement with color.. soft dolls and singing bowls and strumming our lyre.. beeswax softening in our hands..stitching stitches..twizzling string.. blessing our mealtimes.. 
treasure beans from our garden...
making our bread...
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