A tie for all seasons—and moods

I went into my closet Friday morning and looked at my collection of clothes.
There were the button down white shirts, the blue shirts, and the grey shirts. All are long-sleeved and all are dress shirts (I even have one that is pink and another that is beige).
I have three patterned shirts, and I have black slacks and navy slacks.
Nothing seemed that special; then again, most men’s clothing is not all that fashionable. I really don’t know what I was looking for but Friday morning it seemed pretty drab.
But I do have a really huge tie collection. As some women have been prone to collect shoes, I have collected ties and inherited even more from people who have grown tired of wearing those fixtures around their necks.
So having decided on a pair of dark khakis and a blue button down shirt, I began looking for the perfect tie to match my state of mind. Should I wear the red tie with the blue poppies for Remembrance Day or something different?
Did I have a feeling reverence or did I feel upbeat?
For that day, it was a toss-up between a yellow and blue stripe and a mixed, no pattern dark blue and yellow.
Men don’t wear ties the way they used to. Dressing up included wearing a tie, and going to church meant getting on your Sunday suit with starched white shirt and tie.
We’re more casual today.
My collection of ties now numbers more than 400 and only a couple are duplicates. The collection has grown over 45 years, and I have moved through the narrow ties to the wide ties to the moderately wide ties.
Some of my ties even have gone out of fashion and have since returned to fashion.
I have a tie with a painted bass launching itself into the air, which is fun to wear with my denim shirts as is the “Jungle Book” tie. I have travel ties, kangaroos from Australia, scenes from Paris, and Custom’s stamps in silk.
And somewhere I inherited a painted lady on a tie (I think that from the style, it probably was painted in the mid-1950s or earlier).
I have solid red, blue, pink, yellow, and gold ties. My collection also includes paisleys, stripes, patterns, and even a snake pattern. Another tie from Australia is an aboriginal scene showing a watering hole, with the snake depicting the river.
Every occasion has a tie. My two sons began building my Christmas collection, with the help of their mother, when they were still toddlers. There are now 25 Christmas ties and the two boys always enjoyed the ties.
I’ll wear a different Christmas tie each working day of December leading up to Christmas Day.
As we turn from fall to winter, my choice of ties will change, as it will from winter to spring. Spring probably will have me wishfully looking for the tie with the baseball player diving back to first base. Or I’ll be wearing the tie with flowers or tulips.
In spring, I also look forward to my wild animals of Africa tie.
If news is going wonky, my two “Peanuts” character ties seem to give me a lift. And if politics becomes too wild, I have my pink elephant tie.
Sometime in the next couple of weeks, I will wear my snowman tie. And my polar bear tie will make an appearance, too.
I have received a lot of ties as gifts. Many know I enjoy a glass of wine, and have been presented with two ties filled with grapes and vines.
My fondness for coffee provided the reason for a tie with the steam and aroma of fresh coffee rising out of golden cups.
The ties often mirror my moods. If I am feeling down, a tie can lift me up. A tie can make me laugh.
A tie can make life feel upbeat and help me believe the next season is just around the corner.

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