Saturday, January 2, 2010

Have you ever wondered...

Have you ever wondered what makes the butterfly? Surely, you’re thinking, it has nothing to do with a stick of butter sailing through the air. As a matter of fact, the word originally was flutterby long ago, but somehow, over time, it got twisted around.

That led me to some questions...

So, did you ever…

…go to a picnic on a windy day and see the butterfly?

…think you were alone in the woods, chop down a tree and then notice the chainsaw?

…make the woodwork while redecorating a room?

…turn on the TV and have your wristwatch?

…notice in autumn the tree leaves when the wind blows?

…while eating peanut butter have your chopstick?

…hear that in the olden days you could see a carhop?

…learn that women like the sound of a diamond ring?

…eat on a rolling ship and have your bread roll?

…approach a dogwood, being afraid of its tree bark?

…tell anyone that you crashed your bike, bent the frame and the wheel spoke?

…experience an earthquake and watch the kitchen sink?

…finish reading a mystery novel and think about the bookend?

…realize that in day-care a kidnapping is normal?

…knock over a bowl of fruit and enjoy a lemon drop?

…get kissed by your grandmother and have her lipstick?

…think that a beaver colony was a damnation?

…hear the tugboat captain claim he saw a catfish?

…realize that after people stop reciting a poem, it becomes pastoral?

…go to a cheap jeweler to buy a shamrock?

…go to a hotel, ring for service and then notice the bellhop?

…fill the rooms with helium and find you have a lighthouse?

…golf in the snow and have to endure a white lie?

…wonder if a productive farm requires massacres?

…go to the mall to see a barbershop?

…hear crosstalk when two people argue?

…know a cowboy who loves to have his horsehide?


One note on New Year's Eve -

Judy and I had just gone to bed on New Year's Eve when we heard a strange sound outside by the bedroom window. It sounded like the soft bleating of a sheep followed by chuckles of laughter. I looked out and, sure enough, there was a happy ewe near.

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