I have several treasures, things that mean a great deal to me, but have no monetary significance.
After getting it home, I removed all the old wallpaper glued inside. It was my reading seat pressed into a corner of my room where I could read for hours. And it definitely is a treasure chest. Check out an old movie of “Treasure Island” and you can see an exact replica of my chest. It’s traveled everywhere with me.
The chest has housed many of my belongings including Clare Louise, my first and favorite doll. The hinges no longer work, the lid is very heavy and difficult to remove, and the side handles made of leather long ago deteriorated. I added wheels so I could move it around without having to empty it.
|Detail of the metals & wood.|
This treasure, a mirror framed in pressed wood, makes me smile every time I look at it. My husband and I frequented garage sales and auctions. At one garage sale I got into a conversation with the owner of this mirror. He wanted $10; I offered him $5.
He said no, if he didn’t get his $10, he was bringing it to the auction that night. I went to the auction, made a $5 bid when it came up and won the bid. He had to pay the auctioneer 25% of the $5. Do the math.
This goes to prove a bird in the hand…
Do you have similar “treasures” that you can’t part with because they hold too many precious memories?