There is a special spot on my kitchen windowsill, where i keep some very special treasures...My boy Seth gifted me this little sleeping dragon, along with all these special rocks, and the robin's egg shell he found in his yard the other day. And every time i do my dishes, i can look at all these special gifts and think of him, and know that i am loved....It really is a magic place for me...
4 comments:
How great!
It's so funny, I just read your post after posting on my blog...and your story of your collection fits right in with my post. I love when that happens :) What a good story.
Come see:
http://lolanovablog.blogspot.com/2009/05/strange-love.html
I have a thing for rocks - so I love this. We have a rule in our house for knick knacks and stuff - Has to mean something and has to have come from somewhere we've visited. Memories attached to objects are cool. =)
That is a wonderful place for little treasures, Mare... I remember picking flowers for my Grandmother when I was little and she would put them in a cup on her kitchen windowsill.
Thanks for the walk down memory lane!
That is a special little still life of beloved objects! Right up my alley :O)
happy memorial day weekend!
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