7.30 pm, Monday night ~ As I hand write by candlelight at my kitchen table, I feel inclined to use a fountain pen, if only I had one!
Outside the window next to me is a glimmer of lightness, enough to assist the candle in providing me with the light I need to see the whiteness of my sheet of paper clearly.
Only a matter of a few weeks ago we lost power for a number of hours. This time around, the candles we had rummaged through the cupboards in search of back then were close at hand.
How different daily life would have been, pre-electricity days. For one thing, meals would have had to be prepared earlier than they are in my house!
When we lost power tonight I made a dash for the kitchen and began poking around in the dark vegetable crisper in the bottom of the fridge, hoping the salad vegetables would be easily located in the dim light.
Taking photos was a matter of “point the camera and hope for the best”! The salad appeared to be quite presentable, having been prepared with more “feel” than sight, with the assistance of my now well-used candles.
8 pm ~ With the power restored rather fast tonight, much to the relief of Adam, who found it necessary to resort to playing computer games, rather than talking with his friends on Skype, I felt a tinge of sadness.
Without electricity, the house was silent, all but for the sounds of the family’s voices, as we talked amongst ourselves.
No television, no chance of the phone ringing, just writing with my pen and paper.
And salad by candlelight.
2 thoughts on “Salad by Candlelight”
Lovely post, Joanne. And that salad looks delicious!!
Thank you Robin! The salad turned out quite well, considering I could hardly see what I was doing!