a little box
We downsized tremendously. Many, many of our little knickknacks, off to be someone else’s treasure. Somehow, no one was interested in this garage sale item, and for some reason I kept pulling it out of the donation bucket. It’s a double duty souvenir: a postcard, and a trinket box. Actually, a treasure box. You see, all – well, not all – some, of those darn seashells and stones I also can’t part with, are in there.
