I love little treasures. I like interesting small boxes, made of wood, metal or even paper. They speak of hidden secret treasures within. I can't resist them.
I like bells. I like their sound. I like their symbolism. I like their look. Lately, I've taken to collecting a few. I get them at thrift stores, usually around Christmas. Brass colored most generally.
I like interesting quirky cat figures and I have a few, not many. I like wind chimes too. I like their sound. I like ones decorated creatively and with good sound in the wind.
These are my trinkets, my treasures.
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