Tallmadge Ave

A house furnished all at once, no matter how good the taste behind it, reads like a hotel. Comfortable, correct, forgettable by the second visit. A house that arrived at itself slowly,  one piece found along the 'Pike, one inherited, one that just refused to leave once it got there, reads like a person. The difference isn't visible in any single object.

It's in the gaps between them, the years a room took to fill in.

A round box with a horse on the lid is the kind of thing a kid who
loved horses got to keep on the dresser, the first grown-up object that
felt like theirs.

This one is Sienna Incolay stone, marbled and
warm, with an embossed horse on the lid. Inside, room for the small
things worth keeping. It carries the equestrian streak that runs all
through Tallmadge Ave.

Sienna Incolay round box, horse motif. $30.