Over the years, I have had many collections. Books and fabric immediately spring to mind but there have been smaller items too. For instance, when I lived in Asia, I would purchase a small box from whichever country I was visiting to remind me of that happy visit. This collection got very out of hand as people observed that I liked boxes and I was overwhelmed with gifts of them from all parts of the globe.
Many years ago, I was fortunate enough to inherit a glass paperweight. I had always admired it as it sat atop a pile of correspondence on a relative's desk. By this time, there were quite a few paperweights in my collection, mainly made of cast iron that I loved for their intricate carvings and the memory of the ones that were used in the legal offices where I began my career. I only had to look at them to be immediately transported back to high desks, ink wells, and stacks of handwritten Wills and Divorce Petitions underneath heavy paperweights. This probably sounds very Dickensian and it was!
I never tire of how this glass apple-shaped paperweight reflects the light and the amazing images it can portray. As it sits on my desk, the wood of the desk seems captured in the top half of the apple and if placed on a window ledge, gives a wholly unexpected view of the garden. It sits quite comfortably in the hand, though rather heavy, is not of any intrinsic value but to me so very precious. When I had my recent cull of possessions, I couldn't bear to part with it for it reminds me not only of a relative I loved, but also stirs within me some very treasured memories.
If you would like to read some more Precious stories, why don't you pop on over to visit Sian at From High in the Sky for Storytelling Sunday 3, Pick Your Precious? You may even have a story that you would like to share. You will be made most welcome.
Apologies too if you have popped in here recently. I have been laid low with a nasty viral infection from which I am only now surfacing. It seems you have all been super busy in my absence and I have a lot of catching up to do. There seems to have been a swap of Very Small Things that the amazing Sian organised. How could I have missed that ...
Enjoy what remains of the weekend.