For a while...did some tinkering with a new to me template.Like like seeing a selection, but the flipping makes me a little dizzy.
I suppose I can change back if I remember how. What do you think reader?
Pansies are my mother's favorite flower. She had a pair of earrings a long time ago that were pansies. She set them in a piece of tissue. Somehow it and they were accidentally thrown away. She remembers and regrets that loss some 50 years later. I buy her living pansies to plant out in the spring.
Last year I found a silver and abalone shell ring under our stove. I didn't even know it was missing from my jewelry box.
I suspect that Wisteria had been trying it on and it found its way there or ???
I was so happy that I wore it the next day. I was out visiting a high school with Clement, going to a coffee shop, finding a mirror in an alley, getting newspaper from a box to wrap the mirror in. So gloves off and on all day long. I got home and shock! It was gone from my finger. I called the high school and coffee shop, nothing. So sad that after a happy reunion, it was lost again, this time forever.
A few months later I was at the gym at work, when I saw a large, handmade, silver and turquoise ring on the floor next to a treadmill. I picked it up and turned it into the security guard in the lobby. He asked for my name and I gave it. And then nothing. I wondered if the owner claimed it and if she was happy to get it back. It reminded me of my loss and my sadness and attachment to my own beautiful ring. I wonder if someone found it and if it was giving her joy. I wonder if someone found my mother's earrings and found them as special as she did. What happens to things when they slip away from us?
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