Human skull…yada, yada, yada…got one of those.
Fossils…yawn, whatever. However…
I have a large collection of coral bits (I was staying on a beach where about 40,000 new pieces washed up every morning, broken by the surf off the nearby reef.) in the shape of letters. Some upper case, some lower case, all of which occured naturally.
I stayed on the beach for about 4 wks, it started quite innocent really. Whenever I would walk the beach I pick things up and go, “Hey, look a ‘q’.”, yeah, no one really cared.
Soon, I could spell a couple of words out on my bungalow porch. The first phrase I could construct : Lazy, lazy, fool. And I was hooked. I never walked the beach that I wasn’t on the watch.
And then it spread through the community like an infection. People were bringing me letters they’d found on the beach. People I’d never met, it seems, were stopping by the porch (where the letters were but one pile of accumulating sea treasure. There were seashells, of course. Sea shell bits. Sea glass. Skeletal remains. Feathers. Well, I’m sure you get the picture).
In no time I had a whole alphabet. But you can’t spell much with only one of each letter so it grew and grew. Phrase became sentence, sentence neared paragraph.
When it was time to leave the beach it was clear I could not take back all the treasure I’d collected. What to leave? What to take? Of course, feathers and seashells are gifts from the God’s so they had to go. I toyed with leaving the now large collection of letters behind, but in the end I couldn’t do it.
It came home in my luggage and now resides in a tray on my porch. But I am still enchanted with them and often spell out greetings for guests and special occasions.
Though largely the world doesn’t understand their purpose or my attraction to them, with a little encouragement they grow as enchanted as I with them.
I’d be willing to bet I’m the only person with such a collection and it would definitely qualify as my most unique possession.