Ode To Storing Dishes

Due to my sore arm & wrist, I am going to have to repost my last year's
"Ode To Storing Dishes" for
The Tablescaper's
Second Blog-aversary Party.
Not much has changed in how & where things are stashed anyway...there's just
MORE of it than last year.

There's a Party at The Tablescaper's Blog Today!!

Come join in the fun & see where everyone else

stashes their addiction!

My Ode to Dishes

(with apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning)


How do I STORE thee, oh beautiful dishes?



Let me count the ways.
(and places!)

I store thee to the depth and breadth and height

of every closet...

(Tablecloths hang inside & napkins on shelves)

My arms can reach, when feeling in the night

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.






I stash thee to the level of every day's

Most quiet place, by sun and candle-light.



I buy thee freely, as men strive for Right;



I wash & polish thee purely, as they turn from Praise.



I gather thee with a passion put to use

In my old griefs & with my childhood's faith.








I purchase thee with a love I seemed to lose




With my lost sanity, --- I love thee with the breath,



Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death

'cus I am positive the Angels in Heaven do tablescapes, too!


Thanks to "The Tablescaper"
& a Happy Second Year of Blogging!!

for a chance to share

all our hiding...I mean storage places

for this obsession we call tablescaping.

It feels good to know we're not alone in

our addiction!