“One for whom the pebble has value must be surrounded by treasures wherever he goes.”
Today is another lovely day with lots of sun and the temperature hovering around the low 40’s. Gracie has been in and out all morning as she loves days like today. I should warn her to get her fill as rain or snow will be here for the next couple of days.
My mind is filled with silly things, things of little value. I move stuff around in a room, step back, take a look and then move them back. After much contemplation, I’ve decided to do two washes today with one just for my spread. If that isn’t an earth shattering decision, I don’t know what is. I think I have Monday syndrome. It’s characterized by low energy and a dislike for work of any kind, even laundry. Couches and books are appealing. Yup, I have a bad case.
I have a box here and another upstairs filled with little treasures. They wouldn’t seem like much to anyone else, but they are important to me. In the box down here, I have three Ghanaian coins, some pins from the Boston marathon I work every year, a couple of political pins, all democrats, a few Icelandic coins from the wonderful trip my mother, sister and I took, a two dollar bill I got in France, some American coins including a couple of liberty dimes I got in change and some pennies.
When I was little, my treasure box was a cigar box. I kept it hidden in my closet because everything in it was important to me. Lots of times I’d open the box and take out my treasures one by one and remember why they were treasures. I remember there were sea shells from a family vacation, a ribbon I won, some odd really neat buttons and a postcard I was sent. At some time, my treasure box just disappeared, and I didn’t even notice. Maybe it was when we moved to the cape. I don’t know, but I do know I never outgrew treasures as I have them still. My guess is I forgot for a while how important little things can be.
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February 7, 2011 at 1:13 pm
I missed Your blog yesterday, sorry about that!
Spring has always been my favorite season and I did notice all buds that showed 🙂 Not strange that I became a gardener 🙂 🙂 Summer and autumn is ok too, but winter no no no 🙂
I had a little cabinet hanging on the wall where I had most of my treasures, but I do have a vague memory of a cigar box too. I had most of my treasures, like a dried sea horse, a scorpion my brother had put in some kind of plastic when he was a UN soldier in Gaza and lots and lots of seashells :-)in that cabinet. But like You I just can´t remember when I lost it.
Rainy here today and I think it will be much the same tomorrow. But temperatures will drop and snow will come at thursday.
Have a great day now!
Christer.
February 7, 2011 at 6:37 pm
Christer,
I wondered if you were okay. I think it interesting what we save. I wonder if it played a part in the older us.
Warm today but the cold is coming back tomorrow. Six more weeks of winter is six too many.
February 7, 2011 at 7:04 pm
How important it is to cling to our memories. My collection included a penny card that opened for three sides to look for pennies to match up to the date. I did find one that was rare and my Dad couldn’t believe it ran through our local bank. So much fun guessing how soon we’d be millionaires off that 1800 steel penny. I was even excited when me and Dad had it appraised in downtown DC. The operator of the store offered me $114 for the penny back then and my Dad said no. I thought it was a very good price. Now I can’t remember who got it, if I sold it, or drank it down with a cold beer.
February 7, 2011 at 7:26 pm
Z&Me,
I remember those penny cards as I had a friend who collected coins. He always checked every coin he got.
How come your dad said no?
February 8, 2011 at 9:49 am
i look around my home and realize that i am surrounded by treasures… i adore little boxes and have way too many filled with tiny treasures. i have started to give things away, but at this rate it will take years. i have reached the tipping point in my life – where less is more – i just am not sure how to divest myself of all these treasures. at least i am willing that is a huge step!
miss you all
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
February 8, 2011 at 11:37 am
splendid,
I seldom shop the way I used to so I don’t pick up as many little finds as I did. For my niece’s 21st birthday, I gave her my pearls. It seems time to give away when I can be here to enjoy their surprise.