Thursday, June 26, 2008
I collect cat whiskers.
didn't you already know I was weird? I mean, the dessicated lizards in my profile might have been a clue, though mostly I collect normal things--sea shells, stones, feathers. I can't help it, when I see something beautiful and/or interesting that Nature has offered me, I consider it a gift.
so when I clean my house and come across a cat whisker--or, more likely, just happen to spot one on a counter or the floor--I have to pick it up. and then what? throw it away? no. I put it in a triangular wooden box. someday maybe, I'll do something with them. maybe use them as cat whiskers on a cat painting.
or maybe I'll forget about them. that happens too.
until I come across another one.