I’m not a collector. No, not of anything. A dear friend reminds me of a bowerbird, forever picking up bright, shiny objects to take home to decorate herself and her nest.
Me, I’m more like the thrush that builds her nest in the passionfruit vine outside my kitchen window. Our nests are neat and practical, using basic materials.
And there aren’t any real collectors in my family either. One of my grand-daughter collects bangles:
Another picks up rocks and stones and carts them back to me for my garden. Occasionally she finds a real treasure like this piece of kauri gum. The gum is the resin that leaks from the bark of the kauri tree and then hardens as it is exposed to air.
Occasionally I collect sea shells as I walk along the beach and make them into …. how to describe them …. sort of hanging ornaments. This one is on my front deck (where it collects spider’s webs).
But I am looking forward to seeing what the rest of the FSO team collects. Just go here to check them out.
I do enjoy looking at the collections of others, have just never felt the urge to do it myself.