Saturday, August 27, 2016

collecting leaves

he


  Obsession is the appropriate word here. He'll clutch his handful of beautiful leaf-treasures (with his one useful hand) for the duration of an outing (for multiple outings each day), chasing down coveted additions on the footpath with a sense of urgency, faster than he'd ordinarily prefer to move. They are all unique, beautiful and appreciated.

Before leaves, it was rocks.

she
Of course, she wants to do whatever he's doing.

me
When each outing finishes, I become the appointed custodian of the leaf-treasures and currently have them stored in bags, pockets, pram, car and multiple make-shift treasure chests in and outside the house. I'm not sure what happens next.

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