Mr. T. brought me a gift from the hillside that goes down to the lake. It is a tiny birds nest made from dry blades of grass. I looked at the bottom of the tiny nest and noticed a few dried shell particles stuck to the nest. We have hundreds of birds that live and visit our land. We are one and a half kilometers (one mile) from the largest marsh in Abitibi, Marais Antoine.
The delicate little nest deserved a special place in our home. I placed a little egg shaped green Aventurine stone inside the nest and then placed a glass cloche over the nest to protect it. The cloche sits on a shelf in the dining room.
I looked up the meaning of aventurine and found this;
origin early 18 century: from French, from Italian aventurino, from aventura 'chance' (because of its accidental discovery).
It is fitting that the Aventurine sits in the little nest that was accidentally discovered on the hillside by Mr. T.