Another strange thing I have hanging on a wall. Well, things, really. There’s the candle holder, the “joy love peace” thing attached with a wire to the bottom, and the animal necklace draped over top of everything.
It seems a perfectly fine conglomeration of junk until I decide to explain it. And then I realize there really isn’t any clear reason for it, except that I like each thing by itself. All together, I like it three times as much. The candle holder was a precious junk impulse buy. The pin and the necklace belonged to my mom, and the little animals came all the way from Africa, carved by real Africans as far as we know. One more interesting item for the collosal garage sale (or bonfire) as my heirs see fit when I’m done with it all.
