i have this little wooden box.
it's from my parents. from the 70s.
i adore this box, but what i adore more is what it holds inside...
special notes, stones, a special fortune...
and the most delicious incense you will ever have the pleasure of smelling.
i believe it's gonesh, but i can't be sure...
all i know is these are the last two cones...which i have carried around for years...
in this little wooden box.
i peek inside from time to time...but only to breathe in the smell for a few seconds...
for fear the smell will disappear forever.
it seems to be hanging in there.
