You’ll notice the administration of this blog has introduced an exciting new feature: Earring of the Day. Why? Because poetry doesn’t always cut it.
Sometimes there are interesting stories to go with the adornment. I can always remember where I purchased or received jewelry! It’s much like the way my husband knows every shot he takes on every hole on every golf course in every game at every known destination. Or the way any bridge player remembers the exact card misplayed in a game, whether by their partner or self!
Anyway, these are from the Great Ocean Road in Australia. The little tourist information hut had about ten things for sale. These said, “I am yours, Rene.”
Happy earrings for my walking adventure, along with my waving palm branch! Happy Holy Week.