Little Treasures

The other day I noticed that Emerson (age 2) had been carrying one pinto bean and one pussy willow catkin in his jacket pocket. He would take them out every so often to hold and examine. How funny, I thought – until I realized that I do the same thing. Eventually the objects find their way out of my pockets and into little collections.


At home.


At work. I don’t remember what that ticket was for.


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