It now sits with other, significant stones, one Mr Brown brought back for me from Middle Earth, a stone from the table decorations at my brother's wedding, and a decorated stone that used to belong to Mr Brown's mum. There's also a bit of holly from Mr Brown's mum's garden, a walnut from the front table at Stephanie Alexander's now long-gone restaurant, and a gum nut, picked up on some long-past holiday or other.
We also brought home a tiny glass lobster, very, very carefully packed by a nice young lady who understood the trials of travelling with fragile things. He now lives with some other dust-gatherers, on the fishy shelf (Lalique fish, the emergency can't think of anything else to get her gift).It was at the same gallery, in Newport, that we picked up this.
It's a lovely artist's proof by Parker Beach (no web presence, wtf?). Yes, more lobsters with claws, we became quite the clawed-lobster fans. We will still force ourselves to eat local crayfish though, they just aren't as well defended as their American cousins.
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I'm honored the little piece of pink granite lives in Australia now, among your treasures!
;o)
- Lee
I have similar souvenirs of various trips - rocks and art work, for some reason, always seem to appeal to me.
Lee, it sits close to a pretty pink shell - I've no idea where that came from though!
Zoomie, I hand Mr Brown dozens of stones whenever we go somewhere, he manages to drop most of them, so only a few ever manage to make it home. I really like having a picture on the wall that reminds me of a lovely time.
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