Month: October 2017

  • Home full of “knick knack” treasures misunderstood by others to be junk.  (Oct. 2017)

    Good morning!  The quiet of fall.  The still sun piercing the window.  Dust on my treasures.  I look around at what others may call my “knick knacks.”  My memories with each one.   A scene replaying in my mind of what I see around my room as I type.  Papers stacked and sticking out my books…