An object is just a thing -- until animated by its owner. What story do the things around you tell?
Just four of my recently purchased gold-rimmed "things" that, to my eye, are lovely. I wonder what their story is... We are in the season of many things. Some things are wrapped up and exchanged as gifts. Some things are welcome, come with a story, and are cherished. Other things...well, not so much. We are in the season of many things, so I have been thinking about things... Inanimate objects. Maybe a hair ribbon, a hubcap, a diary, or a notebook. Each inanimate, until we do something with it — the hair ribbon that holds together the silky golden hair of the first grader; a diary filled with appointments and names and to do lists. A notebook with scraps of writing that amount to something, maybe. A hubcap that protects the lug bolts on the wheel until the car hits a rut and the hubcap bounces off — left to rust in the ditch. Then, if you’re in a crime story, that hub cap holds the key to the murder case because it pinpoints the location of the one crucial detail that ...