I dig

ferns, little labradors, coasters, matchboxes, white flowers, lady bugs, turtles, bulky beer mugs, tea and balconies, photo-frames, creepers, swings, rugs, silver ashtrays, yellow paper, big watch dials, clocks, reading glasses, a bunch of keys, piggy banks, red threads, framed mirrors, low tables, strings, footpaths, railings, railway station benches, white sheets, curtains, bookmarks, smell of varnish, glass bottles, envelopes, brown paper, typewriters, fresh towels, wet pebbles, well sharpened pencils, wet eyes, earthen pots, stairs, straw and hay stacks, toe rings, big windows, sand, mud after rain, caps on boys, calves and collar bones, cycle rides, wanton dupattas, interesting strangers, train journeys, snails and gumboots, hugs, gardens, running tracks, cobble stone streets, incense, gray, cold floors, clefts, parapets, birds, quilts, lazy afternoons, early mornings.