The fish are never biting at my house. This big hungry fish has been hanging down from my living room ceiling for 14 years and I've never caught him yet.

The little wooden red chair was a favorite of mine when I was a kid and now Baby Paul, my grandson, uses it to play the piano.

It's the Library Lizard. Shh...finger up to his mouth, he's constantly reminding me to keep it down so he can read. I bought him from an artist at the Farmer's Market here in Sarasota.

A box of antique fishing lures, flashlights (my husband tells me a guy can never have too many—even old ones like these that don't work any more).

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