A place for everything

So what have we here, then? This is one of the photos that Lisbeth brought back from her trip out the other afternoon. I think they are holes to put things in. Things certainly go in them or there wouldn't be so many holes, n'est ce pas?

I like places to put things. Well you never know when you're going to need a place for something and, here, there are lots of places.

Did you know that the phrase A place for everything and everything in its place is quite old? The first record of it in print can be found in an article by the Reverend C. A. Goodrich entitled 'Neatness', December 1827.

The phrase kind of 'guilts you out', don't you think? It implies that there is, indeed, a place for everything and if you don't know where it is, or don't use it, you're not doing things properly?

Lisbeth seems to have quite a few things just laying around. Can laying around be the place for some things? Is it about being organised and putting things 'away' or about finding a 'proper' place for things? If the latter, then 'laying around' might be more about aesthetics than organisation. So it could follow that some things are in their 'proper' place when they just look nice, even if they are not in the theoretical place that they might be in, if you had one. So what about things that don't have a place? Are there any? Are these things 'proper' things?

I'm more of the Zen kind of creature: I don't have things. Je suis comme je suis et je fais que je fais.