What is this…? I found it in my grandmother’s closet

While digging through an old box hidden at the back of a cupboard, I stumbled upon some unusual items. Thin, bright, slightly shiny… At first glance, I assumed they were quirky cocktail stirrers or leftover strings of Christmas lights. The sort of odd bits you keep “just in case” but never actually use. Yet, as soon as I held them, something caught my attention: they were glass, fragile, almost poetic. Orange, yellow, green… each one had a tiny, discreet hook. But what on earth were they meant for?

A family memory resurfaced