Today I was in the front garden raking off the top layer of leaves; the bottom layer is still frozen. Come to discover that the foot board and head board that I had secured to the front of the house, side by side to add dimention to the flower bed, were stolen; both of them. I was disappointed by the discovery and wondered how long it has been without me noticing their disappearance.
What I did find however, was my orange pen that has been missing since December. The orange pen is the one I use when reading to make notes that are my own thoughts, additional to the work being read, that are thoughts related to future thesis writing. That was a fantastic surprise. Better yet, the pen still works.
There were other items I happened upon today that were momentarily waylaid. Grace was in finding the lost!
I wonder if I'll ever find the foot and head boards?
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