Memory: a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.
— Pierce Harris
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.
- A rainbow over the Bay
- "Kitty TV" (The PG&E crew was replacing a transformer on the pole across the street. Raven was watching attentively.)
- Lox and bagels (with cream cheese, red onion, and tomatoes.) Yum!!
- Snuggly kitties
- Grey squirrel running along the outer sill under the screenporch windows
- Raven stalking the birds on the other side of the window
- A grey squirrel at the feeder and a wood rat _in_ the feeder (at the same time)
- Mezzaluna, upside down on Rich's office floor
- Two Great Egrets, seen from the road
- "A host of golden daffodils" planted in clusters along the freeway, near Stanford
- People flying kites in the park across the street – one in the shape of a bird, the other a turtle
- It looks like Rich has a new two-month (at least) contract starting next week,
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