Bye Bye Bovines

With satisfaction, I sighed. My kitchen is officially cow-less. All the bovines as well as the ducks and pigs have been packed away—for good.

It was past due. It finally occurred to me that I do not live in the country or on a farm.

And so the rustic accessories that remain are vegetable prints, a still life with lemons, my Aunt Jackie’s washboard and a reproduction coffee print.

All those things are justifiably suburban. Although I still eeked in some animals in the hallway—a large pen and ink of Picasso’s penguin, dog, chick, horse and flamingo. Because classical artwork  is timeless-- irrespective of geography or animals du jour.

And I still need some animals lurking about—even if I only live on Poplar Street.