Mary asked us to write down words that express what our activity means to us, and here is what I came up with:
I also thought of the poem 'Sunlight (for my grandmother)' by William Bedford.
This poem helped me link
baking into the wider set of activities we call labour, as well as my history. Although the kitchen in the poem is not
exactly like the kitchen of my grandmother, there are parts I recognize, the
sunlight coming in through the trees, Grandma sitting at the table; doing
everything there, the crossword, reading the paper, dealing with fruit that was
to be cooked, talking and having a cup of tea. These are universal rhythms, life and death, and
eating. The kitchen is a centre
for other food gathering activities to occur around.
Bedford, W. (1980). Three poems by William Bedford. Ariel:
A review of international English literature, 11(1), 47-48.
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