Possessions

 This is all my yarn in the world.

I honestly didn't realize I'd parted ways with so much of what I had.  I'm saddened and proud simultaneously.  Does that make any sense?

Hovering in the background is the little table and sleeping lion that greet you when you come in the front door.  On the little table:

I believe at one point I said I'd update you on plant names.  In the conch are artificial flowers.  They don't get names.  In front is Michi, in the scallop is Spat, and in the evening gown is Marsha.

On the bottom shelf of the table is the one thing that could get me back to teaching.  Working at my desk, if a student came by, I'd grab the frame and hold it up to them without even raising my head:

SPARK JOY OR GET OUT