My favourite personal collection from my childhood comprised of two ice cream buckets full of colourful bottle caps. I loved putting my little hands into the mix and stirring them around. It was the time before twist off and most were bent from a bottle opener. Metal on metal on skin sounded like a quiet waterfall.
I also collected over 100 elephants of every assortment. Even when I was too old for a giant pink stuffed animal, I chopped Ellie up and stuffed her into pillows so I could still cry into her arms when needed.The best Christmas present I ever received.
My grandfather's stamp collection beckons me to this day and I love that my Mom hangs on to it. They are beautiful and full of history and I can imagine what letters might have been written if the stamps were ever used. I have stopped trying to collect books and passport stamps.
Today, I collect memories. Often in the form of digital photos. I collect weeds in my backyard, and most of them are beautiful. I collect blog postings, too. I already have more than I expected.
I collect rocks. Or I should say, my family collects rocks and we place them around our home together. I also have quite a few cheap necklaces and bags. My latest was a gift from a friend and the bright stripes make me feel better every time I pick it up. It came from India and holds the little bits of paper that seem to collect as weeks go by.
I have started a suit collection that I don't particularly like and would willingly trade it in for a few hundred Popsicle sticks or marbles.
Who didn't collect hockey cards?
I also collected Playmobile in my youth and still remember the smell of Granville Island when I hit the Kids Market to buy the little painter man to add to my collection. I was in my twenties and his french barret and mini easel made my day. He was my last purchase.
What do you collect?
Here is a photo of a vintage collection I saw at the side of the road in southern British Columbia. I kinda like it.
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