four spoons in a drawer
a shot glass decorated with a pewter heraldic lion, bearing an inscribed date
a spray can of silcone, a rusted pair of needlenose pliers and a dozen or so tiny nails, rattling about another drawer
a cast ceramic cherub's face - with an indent in the top of in which one could place a taper candle - in the corner of badly crafted bookshelves ("The woman I bought the house from said never move it from this place." I was told)
a bass drum beneath the basement stairs
scallop shells scattered along the edge of the outdoor shower
a flat stone tucked into the darkest corner of the highest cabinet in the wee kitchen
Odd, no? I cleared it all away, save the cherub... that is in the corner nestled in a loop of coaxial cable since I demolished the shelves. That one worries me a bit. I think I'm going to have to give that one a proper 'fare-thee-well.'