Castoffs

Here's another last-chance-of-the-day photo.
The corner of the bedroom, reminds me of an envelope, but what is weird, is that everything in this picture came from someone else. The bed, his grandparents; the picture frame, my dad made; the lamp, my parents.
Seems we have been the ones to take in what no one else will. We have a house filled with the stuff. I can clearly hear any of my sisters saying, "Give it to Marilyn, she'll take it!" Fool that I am, I do. So does Eric.