All Stacked Up

This week I have been inspired by the women participating in Picture Inspiration as we have explored the idea of things that are stacked up.  We were encouraged to find images that fit that idea, or create a vignette on our own.  

This stack of old cookbooks is above my kitchen sink.  Vintage cookbooks fascinate me, the old recipes, the spatters of food or grease on the pages, the occasional handwritten note on a page,  even the way the books are written.  They speak to a different way of life, and time with fewer restaurants, no internet recipe sites, and totally different ideas on nutrition.  The book at the bottom of the stack was my grandmother’s, printed in 1941.

Stacks of dishes.
Stacks of pretty dishes, especially these, a gift from a dear friend. These have been used and show some wear around the edges, which makes them even more special to me.  I try to imagine what was served and what kind of conversation happened around those meals.

Do you ever stack things up somewhere, intending to do something with them some day?  (Please nod and say yes… you’ll make me feel so much better!) These music CD’s are going to be donated to the public library because we just don’t use them.  

The sun was shining through the window, reflecting in the plastic cases, which really caught my eye. Some post processing (using Picasa to saturate the colors) gave the image some extra color.  

This sculpture is in downtown Lima.  A closer look reveals that it is a stack of big pieces of concrete, carefully crafted and put together to commemorate Lima.  

Stacks can have a really good purpose then, besides just putting things aside.  The brick wall along the sidewalk downtown is more than just a border to protect a parking area, it is a work of art in itself. 

Log cabins are so fascinating. Once I started thinking about things being all stacked up I began to notice stacks everywhere.  Stacks of logs, cut by hand, carefully fitted together, creating a shelter, a home, or a barn. 

Think about stacks. Where do you see them in your life? Is it at work, in your home, or somewhere surprising? What does it say to you? Do you, like me, have stacks of things waiting for your attention? Proverbial stacks of tasks that you must complete, or literal stacks of Stuff that need to go to a new “home”?

One of the last images here is of a stack gone awry; bricks in a construction zone that were once all lined up but now some are leaning precariously and about to fall off. I found a message in that image.

Sometimes I attempt to neatly arrange life my way, as though I am really in charge. Then something will come along and knock it all down, or maybe just mess with a part of life, enough that I need to stop and pay attention. Seldom do the parts of my life go back the way they were. 

And that is a good thing.

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