Found things while on an afternoon walk.
And then this –
I was walking along, minding my own beeswax, when out popped this little furry head and then a “woof”. I stopped and chatted with him for a few minutes and then I made my way down the road, along a dirt path, through the wibbly wobbly way, and up the street to have tea with my neighbour.
I think anyone who observed me on my walk might have thought I had lost my marbles. I was walking along, bending over, picking up bits of rock, leaves, pieces of paper… then talking to a dog… then continuing on with picking stuff up off the ground and putting it in my pockets, which were full of rocks and leaves and feathers.
I don’t care.
I have more collections to photograph.
Dragonlane Artisan Jewellery 
Sounds perfectly normal to me. And if you had ignored the dog after it had greeted you so nicely that would have so rude!
That was a very productive walk. Talking to dogs is very therapeutic. They will never bring up the subject of politics.
Sounds perfectly lovely and normal to me! I even reach up to greet the trees 😌