there was an old bureau in the kitchen which had three drawers yesterday when she came in from walking the beach she had placed her treasures on top and now there was a cozy melange the top drawer was filled with table linens and mismatched cloth napkins that had been collected over the years, ribbons, bits of twine, an old bottle of glue, some yellow string that had once been wrapped around a gift and three pairs of scissors with red handles the second drawer held hats and mittens and woolen sweaters thick sweatshirts at the ready for walks on the beach with guests who had underestimated the wind that swept off the sea as they walked the beach, a faded green dog leash for when Sally came to visit and some old toys that every one had forgotten were in there the bottom drawer stuck and was hard to close it held old photographs and scraps of fabric things that no one looked at very often bits and pieces of the