28 good things.
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82 good things-
About you. About love. About life.
About today.
In a silver locket
a relic from a Saint.
Red thread wrapped under a red wax seal.
Was the heart intentional?
And it seem to say,
"Unloosen the thread that holds me back from loving."
Prayer comes from somewhere deep.
You know I like things that have a history, worn true.
Worn true.
Worn true.
Those are the things that last.
Silk pincushion heart.
Little bead trim with daisy petals…
650 Euros a pair. The dealer had four.
But it was the glass coffee table that attracted my eye… though it was
sold to some Italians before I arrived, "Great," I shook my head, "That is what I get for looking at the pincushion!"
Around the brocante.
Last weekend.
Alice had the brocante bug.
And dare I say the French Husband too?
Green trunk, pink chair.
A random photo.
Colorful rug.
"What are you looking for?" the antique dealer asked me.
"Whatever catches my eye" I said.
"Ah un coup de coeur! (In English: What attracts your heart.)"
Old books with those beautiful bindings?
How about a hat box with a handwritten label, stuffed with lace?
If I bought every stuffed animal that crossed my path at the brocante, I would have a zoo.
Instead I take photos of them.
One-Eye-Wonder, that is love. Imagine all the loving it shared.
Alice bought an old quilt, because when your suitcase is stuffed you can wear a quilt as a scarf.
Plant the seed.
Watch it grow
Happiness.
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