A simple peony.
I first discovered peonies in Jay's garden during my "goodbye for now" dinner in August of 2010. Whenever I see them I am reminded of that dinner and those days. (I just transplanted the one in the picture last Friday. It's from Jay's yard.)
An ornamental box.
It takes me back to the foot of my Grandma and Ghiddu's bed. Those were the days of sports on TV, fruit parties, Nick Jr. magazines, car rides, and the most peace I suspect I'll ever know on this side of heaven. The inside is lined with velvet and because there's no way you'd know, it says, "Hello!" when you open it.
Two things that take me back in time.