A Saturday stroll through the Fore River Sanctuary; our favorite Portland trail!
Matches. Matchbooks. Matchboxes.
Tiny little nothings made to be used and thrown away. So utilitarian most people don’t give them a second thought.
But not me. I love matchbooks. And I love collecting them.
My husband was outside yesterday when I heard him shout, “Baby, come quick! There’s a moth out here that looks just like a hummingbird!!” I grabbed my camera and ran to join him. Sure enough, at the side of our driveway, hovering above our butterfly bush, was a moth w/wings so fast they could barely be seen.