you never know, it is contagious.
good beach combing and I am totally envious, it is so cold down here in the Big Smoke this week!
I pick it up because of colour and shape I think. I've loved driftwood since I was a small child - my family had a cabin on a lake in the Yukon and childhood summers were spent there... it had a beautiful sandy beach, freshwater snail shells that crumbled at the lightest touch and "seaweed" that was almost always dark, dark brown. I played with those things far more than with our beach toys, making fences, "plates", teepees and such - the colours and the textures of those days still are my biggest influence... as I'm typing this I can feel the sun and the wind, even now.I love this post Jane.