Rolling, rolling, rolling.....

While we were packing for our move to Woolgrass I kept coming across rolling pins--now I knew I had some but I didn't have them all together!

I had one with the children's baking stuff, and my French rolling pin (the "BIG" one) was in a cupboard with my bread maker---the oddly coloured one was my moms & I tend to use that one most of the time--the smaller ones were with playdoh toys *gasp* ! While others were kept in a cabinet just waiting to be showcased properly....the one on the far right was owned by my Gran's mother--who ran a boarding house in Brandon, Manitoba during the Depression. She made SO many pies that she actually warped her rolling pin!! If you look closely you can see the rings from all the rolling!

ANYWAY...I had this HUGE glass container (which usually contains flour) and decided to transfer them in this...and well...I kinda like 'em in here...I have it next to our fireplace hehe & think I'll just leave it there for now...

Good thing my kitchen is right around the corner from the family room!