Ginger Jar

Another shot of the morning light through the bathroom window - this time showing off my beloved ginger jar.

This sat on my late Mum's dressing table as I grew up, full of her jewellery and bits'n'bobs. I adored it, was fascinated by it and all it represented - beauty, glamour, treasure - it held it all.

So now I have it - it still contains her jewellery, her bits'n'bobs but now they have been joined by some of mine, collected over the years.

Broken golden chains, too valuable with memory to give up, tarnished rings, my first watch, brooches with missing clasps. All cherished, held in a ginger jar decorated with a delicate spiders web.