Lots
of things are perspective, you know? Like we went to see a duck in the water at
Point Park in Pittsburgh. It was a
rubber ducky, you know “cute and yellow and fuzzy?” like Ernie sings about? Only
this ducky was forty feet tall. He
towered over the point and over all the people gathered there for pictures with
him. He was overwhelming. If I was a
little kid he would give me nightmares. He was too much of a good thing.
Then
there is your dog’s perspective. I
remember my dog Goldie. She was perfect, except once in a while she would come
home after being out in the field and rolling in deer manure. She got an injured
look on her face when we held our noses and exclaimed loudly and washed all her
perfume off. Because that’s what she thought all that deer manure was. Lovely perfume.
It was a matter of olfactory perspective.
And
today? I saw little red flags outlining a triangle concrete barrier in the
road. You know those barriers that
funnel the cars in one way and out the other?
Well the little red flags were on wires and they said, SMI on them, “snow
removal Inc.”
Now
snow being good news is definitely a matter of perspective. Ask them at Rock
and Snow in New Paltz New York and Rich and Andrew will say, “Snow is a good
thing.” They rent and sell outdoor
clothes and equipment for all seasons and for all kinds of rock climbers. They
think snow is good.
The
people who make a living from SMI think snow is a good thing. A matter of
perspective.
So
the is the fact that I’m the wife of a guy that’s 59 years old and sat and
watched the younger set dance at my brother’s wedding this weekend. I always felt sorry for my mom and her sisters
when they just sat and watched us dance at a cousin’s wedding. Little did I know that they sat and talked about
us and everything and enjoyed themselves. Just like I did talking to my cousin
Pam and Joyce and my sister. We had as much fun chatting as they had dancing.
It’s
a matter of perspective. But a forty
foot rubber ducky is still really, really big.
"Snow is a good thing!" Well, today is a snow day in NEPA . . . which means less focused writing, but more time with a certain sophomore in high school whom I love very much. I think I'll take the snow . . . You're right. It's all a matter of how we see things. Thanks for your perspective!
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