In my daughter Heather's blog post precious paper petals, she speaks of her home being peacefully melodic. "A quiet rustle of my tidying. A faintly perceptible 'snip, snip' of child-size shears cuts construction paper in two rosy hues. Sounds of content occupation." It caused me to contemplate Dick's and my day to day rhythm. We do thrive on sporatic adventures, but there is a calmness that sprouts from routines... not a stuck in a rut sort of sameness but that which comes from expectancy and constancy. This canvas bucket is important to our rhythm of the everyday.
Five days a week, this collapsible canvas bucket holds Dick's and my post workout (swimming and yoga) snacks. It begins our day. I prepare breakfast. I pack our snacks. To vary the snacks, I glean ideas from many sources. Examples are the two-week menu plan in each issue of my Clean Eating Magazine. I also use Laptop Lunches Quick-Reference Lunch Ideas Chart. The bucket, which was a gift from Heather several years ago, is watertight and can also be used to carry two gallons of water.
Heather's post spawned a conversation between Dick and I. We began to ponder what has become our unique rhythm... that which is ours alone.