Hoard, Keep: Apples, Glass

Sweet, squat Martinelli's apple juice jars, for keeping things inside the things you keep.

It always starts with wanting to remember how cool, gold-filled glass feels in-hand, weights the bottom of a cloth bag. And then there must be smallish blooms for sneaking inside, or folded-up wishes that need a sacred spot.
Some other times I line them up and whisper into them by name.

And one day last week I finally remembered to make a fern and moss house, like these, via even*cleveland, source of all things good.