As a child I loved to pick up things and put them in my pockets. As an adult, I still do. The other day Todd and I took a walk and on a cul-de-sac by the golf course, I looked down and saw some little white shells. Shells on a road in Ohio? I had to pick them up and put them in my pocket. What to do with them? I don't know. It's the joy of the find.
Late last fall, after the walnuts had fallen and the squirrels had cleared out all the goodies, a half walnut shell caught my eye. When I saw it on the road, it looked like a heart so into my pocket it went. I like to find heart shapes in nature. It sat on my kitchen windowsill for a while along with some other knick-knacks.
The other day I picked it up and looked at one side of the shell and then the other. Look and see what your imagination brings to mind. My thoughts are below.
That's what I saw too...before I read your final line!
ReplyDeleteFaces looking back at us.
ReplyDeleteI see the face of a chipmunk on the left and someone peeking through a hole in the second. However, I can see both of your images clearly.
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