It’s not quite, “I see dead people,” but I have adopted a somewhat morbid interest since moving to the country. You see, I collect dead things.
I haven’t progressed to full on taxidermy yet. However, during Baxter’s and my walks, I often come across things on the side of the road and end up bringing them home. So far it’s been mostly feathers, a couple of moths, some butterflies and one baby turtle.
I managed to restrain myself when I came across a baby garter snake and a perfectly intact cardinal.
I think it’s a bit of a fascination with the natural form and being able to examine these creatures up close. The wings of the moths are so magnificently intricate. And the turtle with his tiny claws and incredibly fragile shell is something that I don’t usually get to see.
Of course, I wish they weren’t all dead.
Level with me, people. How weird is my new fascination?