Cartophily is the hobby of collecting cigarette cards.
I've tried, I really have, but I don't understand this collecting thing.
It's not that I can't see the survival advantages: I mean, squirrels.
I can even see why the more Lego the merrier.
Agglomerations can be truly useful - of buttons, perhaps - but I never have the faintest desire to arrange them, and the essence of a collection is in the arrangement.
I don't know, though...having said that, I'd certainly find wall space if I were offered every Vermeer in the world (though however could I afford to insure them?) and of course once I'd bought my first lovely wooden apple then there was no choice but to carry on collecting wooden fruit of various kinds until my bowl was full.
Hmm...and I must admit I do have a lot of yellow things in my kitchen...
...and as for all the books...
Ah well. Perhaps collecting is an inescapable part of being human, after all. At least I don't possess one single cigarette card. That's some comfort.
Thing To Do Today: collect. I have known people who keep old batteries in the same tin as the new ones. This is insane. The word collect comes from the Latin colligere to gather together.