One of those odd facts that chimed my bells this morning was that at the 1900 Paris Olympics winners were awarded paintings instead of medals.
This got me thinking of what award I would most like, were I to win one for, er, anything.
A box of chocolates for best dessert at a party? Hardly.
A gold necklace for best-dressed at a garden party? Nah. And I’m not a fashionista or someone you’d find at a garden without my weeding gloves.
A certificate of merit for a well-written book?
Wait a minute- it’s called a fan letter. I just got one of these. They are *THE BEST.*
So enjoy the chocolates, paintings, and medals. A reader’s appreciation is the best award for me.
And if you don’t mind, I’ll borrow the necklace now and then.