My Windowsill

I'm jumping in to participate in this Linky Party over at Like Mother, Like Daughter.  This is a big first for me, and I'm a little nervous about it.  I'm hopeful that I'll improve as a photographer someday. Until then, please bear with the bad pictures.

Here's my kitchen window.

After I decided to participate and get my windowsill area tidied up for a picture, I realized that my windowsill needed a lot more than just tidying up.  The number one problem was the valance over it.  It was really in need of washing.  So, I took it down, but the window didn't look right. It was naked! What to do, what to do?  I scrummaged around in the cabinet where I keep my tablecloths and found my late mother-in-law's vintage tablecloth. She always called it an "Army, Navy" tablecloth. I folded the tablecloth over lengthwise a couple of times and draped it over the curtain rod.  I was in a hurry this morning, so I didn't try ironing the cloth. I just stuck it up there and tried to get it even enough for a good picture. Trust me, it looks better than nothing.

A few more things about my kitchen.  My husband is a professor at a small denominational college. The home we live in was built in 1945 and donated to the college as a home for the Bible professor.  The wife of the Bible professor in 1945 designed the home. I think it is based on a plan of a home she lived in as a girl.  She was a wonderful, lovely example of Christian womanhood BUT she was not a cook. I guess she really felt no need for a big kitchen when her family had most of their meals at the college.  When this home was built, it had NO cabinets and the only counter space was what you see in my picture. That is still the only counter space in the kitchen.  The kitchen was re-modeled sometime later, and again in the mid-70's to add cabinets above the sink and on the other walls.

I wish I did have a bit more counter space.  I also wish I didn't have to have my washer and dryer in the kitchen, too.  The house of my dreams includes a separate laundry room....maybe one of these days.  Until then, while I'm living in the "house of my reality" I make do with what I have.