Thalia looks up and snaps the muses from whatever beachball thoughts are bopping back and forth. “Loooook!” Across the lawns and dry retaining pond bed, a larger than life flamingo floatie bobs and nods. Did it wink? Nia blinks with a sharp intake of breath. An unrealized childhood wish feels… vicariously fulfilled.
Contradictions between who I thought I was versus discovering ways that I actually am! Irreconcilable? Not always. Requires work? You betcha!
A different contradiction exists when I felt certain of life’s plans, then abruptly learned I wasn’t. (The bunny ears brought one to mind) Around the age of 6 or 7 my brother and I hoped for a bunny at Easter time. Maybe we had heard the Disney song: “Here comes Peter Cottontail; Hopping down the bunny trail; Hippity-hoppity Easter’s on its way.”
And so it was! Two baby bunnies on Easter morning. Visions of soft, cuddly ever afters took root in my brain. The contradiction? This was a male/female pair and we would soon be in the bunny business. To eat! We were eventually let in on this grim secret and before long we were a part of “bunnies in the freezer” processing... Maximum cognitive dissonance.
Back to today’s post. Question: Had Nia always dreamed of seeing a flamingo wink, or a wink flamingo? 🤔 These birds bring to mind the time Beth was receiving cancer treatment @ Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa. In the winter months Sandhill Cranes from Bloggerist’s neck of the woods were a treat. Pink Flamingos which we saw in a Tampa Aviary were a surprise as well. The size of the cranes was a delightful surprise. Creatures from another world?! A contradiction? No, a delight as well.
May your day offer up Sand Hill surprises and not the first bunny bummer! 🙏🏽
T-shirt: “My anesthesiologist told me I could be rendered unconscious with gas or whacked with a paddle. It was a classic ether/oar situation.” 😁
I’ll take the ether please!
A-ha! The Hunter S. Thompson type. See “Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas.” A wild tale incorporating more than a little ether, as the title suggests. 😉
No.
More like…
If I’m having surgery I’d rather not be knocked unconscious with an oar.
As life has progressed for me, I’ve become more comfortable discovering my own contradictions.
Grrrr... yet another errant send.
Contradictions between who I thought I was versus discovering ways that I actually am! Irreconcilable? Not always. Requires work? You betcha!
A different contradiction exists when I felt certain of life’s plans, then abruptly learned I wasn’t. (The bunny ears brought one to mind) Around the age of 6 or 7 my brother and I hoped for a bunny at Easter time. Maybe we had heard the Disney song: “Here comes Peter Cottontail; Hopping down the bunny trail; Hippity-hoppity Easter’s on its way.”
And so it was! Two baby bunnies on Easter morning. Visions of soft, cuddly ever afters took root in my brain. The contradiction? This was a male/female pair and we would soon be in the bunny business. To eat! We were eventually let in on this grim secret and before long we were a part of “bunnies in the freezer” processing... Maximum cognitive dissonance.
Back to today’s post. Question: Had Nia always dreamed of seeing a flamingo wink, or a wink flamingo? 🤔 These birds bring to mind the time Beth was receiving cancer treatment @ Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa. In the winter months Sandhill Cranes from Bloggerist’s neck of the woods were a treat. Pink Flamingos which we saw in a Tampa Aviary were a surprise as well. The size of the cranes was a delightful surprise. Creatures from another world?! A contradiction? No, a delight as well.
May your day offer up Sand Hill surprises and not the first bunny bummer! 🙏🏽
Like last February when I was ready for the muses to fly and instead I received a cancer diagnosis?🤔
All good. I’ll just keep working on learning and growing until the final curtain.
Live frugally on surprise!
Or richly on surprise? Of course the last February surprise should have had an “I pass” option. 🤔