the playroom is no closer to getting sorted through than it was when i posted my tbooan post the other day. instead i am miserable with the first pestilence of the year. very funny life, ha ha ha.
i thought we could easily slide back into our post-holiday just being, but thehobbit is no longer content. he is ready for the next adventure.
rats & fleas.
these are more jars filled with treasures. the top photo's jar is filled with things found in the ocean: pottery, shells, rocks. the next shows a jar of sea glass, & another with stones from our holidays. that tradition began years ago, when we hadn't enough money to buy souvenirs. we'd just find a smooth stone, & write the place & year on it. our collection of holiday stones long ago outgrew the apothecary jar, but that won't stop us from bringing them home.
so that's where i am right now: miserable with a cold, stuck staring at things in jars, & thinking that life has a naughty sense of humor. please tell me you're having more fun.