Strange even for me
So…I’ve always liked dream catchers. I have never owned one that I can remember. I’ve never bought one because…well I’ve always had the impression that you had to be given it. Dad received a cheap, free one in the mail and gave it to me. It isn’t bad if you don’t look at it too closely or with a too picky eye. I hung it from the top of the window above my desk. After I hung it, I thought it looked too plain. I was then reminded of the jeweled spider barrette that I keep on one of my witch’s hats. Spiders being my ancestors calling card, I followed through with that urge and put it on there. So now it looks like this:
The shadow in my ear whispers that it is still too plain. It tells me that I need a wolf charm or something to hang down from the hoop between the feathers. So despite my lack of free funds, I looked around. Not a lot of good options. I don’t want one that is howling or growling. That about halves the market right there. I want one that is either black or of a natural looking substance…again that reduces the market. Since I think my ancestors are driving this boat (they seemed pretty freaked after my last conversation with them…I was having a bad day…couple of days…ranted and shared somethings that I haven’t told anyone else), I imagine something will turn up some where or from someone. But until then, the dream catcher looks naked to my eyes…
I love my family, living and dead…but isn’t this a little strange…even for me?