There's a windowsill above the kitchen sink that has become my tiny sanctuary.  Last fall I took my first photo of the sill, then filled with all of my favorite things of moment.  A lot of the same items are still there, the paperwhites long gone and the basil consumed months ago.  The sill is still filled with my treasures, the collection is lighter and brighter.  This sill is turning out to be my personal Rorschach.