I’m been bitten by the Owl love bug
I saw these and clicked the “add to cart” button before I could blink!
They are sitting on my lamp next to my bed. They’re so tiny and sweet. I play with them.
“I’ll follow you anywhere”
“even when you’re lost and won’t ask for directions”
See…aren’t they fun?
Since when did they become so adorable to me?
I never remember liking owls before
but I seem to recall falling deeply in love with one that I’ve had for a long time.
An antique owl cookie jar by Shawnee.
I remember the day I knew I could never let it go. I’ve been photographing and cataloging my vintage cookie jars, getting them ready to sell.
But not this one…
Nope he’s staying with me until I die or he breaks (oh that hurts to imagine that)
But now it occurs to me that I seem to be loving them all…
and collecting them. But I didn’t realize I was collecting them
all of the sudden I have more that one…
last count I have SIX!
Is that a collection?
Not an obsession yet…right?
So what if I have a Pinterest board just for “my” owls.
Well not just mine, but all the ones I secretly covet.
Does that mean I’m obsessed or just smitten?