Every time I'm in Christine's room I head straight for her dresser. The tray on top is a treasure trove of pretty things all laid out just waiting to be admired. The bowl of rings, the tower of bracelets, the rows of necklaces with little trinkets, clippings and artwork tucked in. It must all be admired and touched.
The contents of this pretty blue tray evoke memories of being a child and admiring my mother's and grandmother's jewelry collections. While C probably thinks I'm crazy, I think it's all so lovely.
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