It is therefore necessary that memorable things should be committed to writing, (the witness of times, the light and the life of truth,) and not wholly be taken [i.e., committed] to slippery memory which seldom yields a certain reckoning.
— Edward Coke
Treasures are positive things that strike my fancy, that make me feel happy or thankful or interested. Treasures are memories encapsulated in just a few words.
These are my Treasures for the past week.
- Waking to Bebop walking on my chest, then settling in for a good long cuddle
- A giant blood-orange moon rising over the Bay.
- More peaches, so juicy, so sweet
- Carrot cake
- Raven wrapping himself around my ankle as I was getting dressed
- Raccoon footprints on the sunroom roof
- Fresh cinnamon bread. Cinnamon toast. The company break room redolent with cinnamon.
- The smell of fresh basil as I walked through the produce dept. in the grocery store.
- Naked Lady lilies still blooming profusely in front of a house down the street
- A long snugglenap with Raven
- Crispy onion rings
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