I love this, Gail. It’s a great metaphor: naked, humble cast iron. Yeah for cast iron! It’s all I use. But, I understand all too well the feeling you had of feeling intimidated. I have a weird one like this about framing pictures. You inspired me; maybe I’ll try to write about that. For me, it brings up shame, these things I don’t do because they seem… too hard? Not for me? I don’t know. It reminds me of a movie I saw with Julianne Moore, I believe, about a mother who disappears, who abandons her family. She was an incredible perfectionist. The scene of her trying to bake a cake with her child is heart-breaking and familiar to me. I’ve been meaning to write about it for some time. Thank you for your inspiring, real, naked words. They help us all.