Today while I was watering the plants, I came across a turtle. It seemed a bit tired and put-upon. But it was not an actual turtle.
It was especially irritated that I hadn’t watered the plants in so long.
But then again, his crispy little dried end-of-a-leaf self wouldn’t have existed if I had.
Three cheers for floral negligence!
Last week, Robbi posted about a stick she found. She thought it looked like the head of a lizard.
I see where she’s coming from, but I see something else entirely. We both agree that an eye is an eye, but what she thought was a fin on the back of a lizard’s head, I think is a beak. What she saw as a nose, I think is the bump on the back of a duck’s head.
But there’s no reason why we can’t both be right, in fact, I think we are.
It’s nice to live in a world where two people can see the exact same thing in two completely different ways. That’s what art is. That’s what imagination is. That’s what collaboration is. These things make the world bigger. And a much more interesting place to live.
If you find wonderful things lying around and want to send us pictures of them, we’d sure love to see.
Sometimes when I’m out in the world, I find something that looks to me like something else. Yesterday, while I was doing some gardening, I picked up a little knob of a stick and was about to toss it into the compost pile when I noticed it looking at me. In kind of a defiant way. I felt a little bad, so I brought it home and took its picture.
It looked like a lizard to me.
A lizard with attitude, telling me how he’d like me to prepare his lunch. I guess I’m glad he wasn’t planning on eating ME for lunch.
And I guess I’m glad I made the drawing, though now I really don’t know what to do with the stick.