Today’s prompt for the Creative Spring Challenge by Sam is ‘recycling’, accompanied by a video clip of empty cans.
Long before I even knew the word ‘recycling’, we had an intricately beautiful box in our home. This box had brought us exotic imported cookies in the early 1990s- I don’t recall now what the cookies were like, but the box stayed for at least couple of decades and became home to my Mum’s sewing threads, needles, buttons and the like. To a child like me, the box lent a sort of magical quality to these otherwise mundane things.
On my birthday a few years back, my husband gave me a gift in a beautiful colourful box. This box was ‘recycled’ and labelled ‘The Box of Sunshine’ in which we collected paper chits all year to commemorate whenever anything good happened. Currently this box contains small precious nothings/ somethings that either of us may make or find, e.g. a colourful feather.
Then there is a box in which I keep my ear-rings. Expectedly, the number of my ear-rings has increased over time, and the contents have outgrown the container. I keep saying that I need a different box, and yet I keep the one as is. Meanwhile my ear-rings continue to get entangled, lost, scratched and so on.
Some people keep pebbles in exotic boxes. Others keep money in empty beer cans.
What a lovely thing when a box finds a purpose, and precious things find a home. At other times, boxes become too boxy but we refuse to see the signs even at the expense of the things they contain. Sometimes boxes become more important to us than the contents.
Wondering what are the precious things and what are the boxes.. for me.. for you..
