I once knew a woman who collected wedding rings -- she wore the rings of her previous husbands on the fingers of her right hand. (She was up to four when I knew her.) I would think once men came to know that about her they'd find it intimidating. Or a challenge. Come to think of it, there might be a story in that . . .
Anyway, that's not what I'm talking about here. I collect two unassuming things. Rocks, because they're one of the earth's artistic simplicities. And bandanas.
In fact the reason why I selected this particular background for my blog is that it reminds me of a bandana. I have all sorts: traditional red, hot pink, sage-and-cream, tie-dyed.
I can't pass by a display of bandanas without yearning for one. Nor can I hike in the mountains or walk on a beach without picking up stones. Quirky, maybe, but I think it's cool how we all have our little idiosyncratic 'things'.
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