A Big Ben tealight holder, a gift from my friend Charity in memory of our times in London together.
A lacy, silvery box that once held dark chocolate, a gift from my husband.
A book of love poetry from a long-ago afternoon in York. A book of Shakespeare quotes handed down from my dad (who received it from a favorite professor). A copy of Gift from the Sea, picked up at a used bookstore somewhere, so full of wise words.
All sitting on a shelf from my favorite antique store in Abilene.
Treasures, indeed.
cakes, tea and dreams 