bottle of dirt (plus pine)

This is the result of a happy coincidence: I found this little brown bottle in an antique shop last week, and it was still sitting on my kitchen table when I brought this piece of pine back from the walk. Loved the bottle not only because of its color and shape, but because it was filled with dirt! And it still is, because I haven't had time to wash it. Maybe I'll leave the dirt inside as evidence of its former life. I picked up the pine sprig because it was so perfectly symmetrical--with two cones forming beneath the tuft of tags. One of them fell off as I was positioning the sprig in the vase.