i just came in from a little ramble around the yard.
it looked like rain, so i hurried along.
i was wrong.
it's a snow squall that chased me in.
it swept across the valley and is swirling
around the corners of the house.
scilla and hyacinth,
a bit of birch...
tucked gently into my pocket.
some small rocks...
from my treasure trove
of tiny things.
maybe i'm channeling the collectors of long ago,
like beatrix potter (did you know she was a botanist?)
and charles darwin
and some funky and quaint museums, too.
do you have treasures from the natural world
tucked into your home?