I have a pretty small closet, but apparently it can hold and hide a tremendous amount of forgotten treasures.  Last fall, when I did the seasonal wardrobe change, I found tons of fun things.  After coming back from Senegal and unpacking, I did a thorough cleaning of the closet and was again rewarded.  This time with a brand new bottle of hand cream that I bought, tossed in the closet, and apparently forgot about for months.  It’s just in time for the chapped hands of winter and I am grateful for that.