Favorite Things

I have been here before, watching packing boxes pile up in the middle of the floor. Some are marked “Fragile,” many are marked “Books” (I think Bob said there were thirty boxes of books), and others contain kitchenware, clothing, travel journals, and art supplies. There are three boxes labeled “Bird Nest” and one marked “Paper Wasp Nest.” Here in the middle of a city, it is all the more important to have those elements of nature near me, the feathers, stones, and framed pressed leaves; the stewardship staff Bob made for me when we lived on Middle Rendezvous Island. I tuck rocks in my pocket when I walk the beach, pick up feathers from the sidewalk. Yesterday Jeff brought me three crow feathers that he had found on the golf course. Bob discovered the robin’s nest that I carefully lift from a packing box today. We must find a place for Bob’s kava bowl that he obtained in Fiji when he sailed in the South Seas… it is carved in the shape of a sea tortoise and comes with four cups made of coconut shells. These are the things that will make the Loft our home… the things that define our lives.

Just the beginning of the boxes.

... PLM