Usually, when I get out of the home and search for some adventures on my hiking trips, I bring back home some little pieces of nature who are reminding me about the time I’ve spent outdoors.
There is always a little rock, or some leaf, or empty slug shell hidden in my pocket.
Usually, when my friends come to visit me, they look at my strange collection and ask why do I gather and keep such things.
Well, after that they all become ears and hear about time and places from where I’ve picked those souvenirs.
But, almost whenever I go out there are some unexpected guests that I bring home with me. Of course, hiking represents an excellent opportunity to collect dust, debris, fallen leaves and finally burrs on clothes.