Wednesday, January 10, 2007
The Turd and the Swan
For some reason when I stare at this pic all I can think of is staring at a beautiful crystal clear New England lake in late August. The trees are just starting to turn. Suddenly a swan swims by, the white feathers on it’s long neck fluttering in the breeze.
And as I stare at this picture perfect postcard image, I look down… and suddenly see a turd float by in the water. A giant multcolored log.
The swan sees it too. And the swan looks up and me and I it. Yet while I’m repulsed, the swan swims over to the turd and curls up next to it.
That’s what I see when I look at this pic.
