Sunday, November 19, 2017

The Humble Bundt Cake

I think I captured the still cold light that enters my kitchen this time of year. It makes me want to warm up the oven and get baking. This wooden spoon is so old I think it belonged to my mother. The bundt pan is definitely like hers was but long lost. I borrowed one like it from my good neighbor, Gayle, and then returned it wishing I'd painted it. That week I found this one in a consignment shop. It meant to painted.
Ready to hang, it's 10x10" on cradled natural wood 1" deep; no frame needed. Available here.