Things around here seem to go hiding with alarming regularity. I swear that this house has an innate tendency to eat things at will. I find that this phenomenon occurs more often if the object is really really important.
27/365 hiding in plain sight
Very similar to this Christmas ornament hiding out in a basket of yarn. Things are in plain sight, yet hidden so well. I’d reflect upon this wonder and give it the honour due, but in short I am just plan too tired to put it all together. However, I suspect the way that my luck is running at the moment, I’ll be up most of the night pondering the subject as I toss, turn and curse my chronic insomnia.