My treasures are
all lined up in a row:
wolves, feathers, abalone shell and sage,
things that glitter in the sunshine,
and glint in the evening's candlelight.
In the centre are Pup's ashes,
his leash wrapped around the urn,
the leash that will never be used
for any other creature,
his place forever unequaled
in my heart.
for Bjorn's prompt at Real Toads for Day 29: to describe one of our windows in a hundred words or less. I used 59. My windowsill holds all my treasures, and delights me every time I look at it. The cloth everything is sitting on came from the Himalayas. It is hard to see in the shadows, but on the left is a circle of wolves sitting around a candle. On the right are a monk and a couple of inuukshuks. In the centre is a photo of the beach with the words "I will walk there again." And I will!
Hint - if you click for a larger view, everything shows up more clearly.