NaBloPoMo 2020 I told Renya I'm getting into Brooches

Amongst the great treasure and assorted debris that my mother dropped off over here after they moved, I found a brooch:

Hawk Brooch. Or is it an Eagle? 
I think it's an eagle.

Taking a page out of Grammy T's book, my mother put a tag on it with a string. The brooch belonged to my great-grandmother. This morning, in a moment of synchronicity that was also a small triumph, I found a picture of my Great wearing the brooch!

My great grandma wearing the brooch 
Mom dropped off.

Also in the stash of old pictures, I ran across a shot of my mom's Aunt Holly wearing the brooch!

Aunt Holly wearing the brooch
while I eat lunch on a tray and
stare off into the middle distance pensively.

I found all this brooch action very inspiring so I told Renya heretofore I will be sporting brooches for Zoom calls. No one could feasibly argue that a brooch wouldn't add zing to an online meeting. Especially this brooch. It's a fucking bird of prey.