Trinket Tuesday: The Truth is in the Bottle

Either give me more wine or leave me alone.

–Rumi

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Trinket Found: wine rack, my parents’ basement

Trinket Tuesday: A Doe and Her Fawns

A doe stands guard over her fawns

Orange, vintage, an antique store find

Forever alert as her babies rest

Safely secured on a book shelf today

Tomorrow?

Only time will tell

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Trinket found: My parents’ living room

Trinket Tuesday: B is for Re-Purposed Book

Mom: It was a little something I thought was cute.

Me: Yeah, I guess. I don’t know what to do with it, though. Plus, I kind of hate when books are destroyed, even for the sake of art.

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Back in March (a.k.a. my birthday month) my momma sent me a birthday care package at school with a bunch of little things in it, including this little trinket–a “B” constructed from an old book. It really doesn’t have a purpose besides being cute and fun. Basically, the definition of a trinket. Well, at least my definition. That said, as a lover of real, paper books, it really does pang me when books are destroyed. Yes, I know there are more pressing problems facing our civilization than that of the unsold, stripped books of the world being brought to pulp. Can’t a girl be passionate about her books, though? REAL, TANGIBLE BOOKS ARE BEAUTIFUL THINGS. ALL OF THEM. EVEN IF THE STORY Continue reading “Trinket Tuesday: B is for Re-Purposed Book”