Something about skulls

Don't know what it is, but skulls always fascinate me. It's as someone watches you from another world or a tale from the history. You must wonder who this once was. As a kid I always wanted to be a archeologist. I have 5 small ones in gypsum on my bedroom shelf. I stole them in a halloween party 15 years ago.

The owner of the skulladay blog obviously shares this fascination and rather impose it on everything in the surroundings, and admit it would not at all be the same thing seing a frog or an apple appearing in the leaves.