Aug
7
2015
Remembering A Figurine
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When I am in the kitchen, I wear an apron.
Not the little ones you remember from the Leave It To Beaver days.
Rather the long aprons that go down to your knees.
The aprons made of homespun fabric that have pockets in the front.
My apron has become my trademark.
It will stay on all through dinner, unless we are having company.
It may even stay on then, if I forget to take it off.
It protects my clothes; it can wipe water off of a glass when it’s humid.
