by Kerry Herwynen McIntosh
I have always seen “things” in other “things”. Animals in pieces of driftwood and clouds, faces on wallpaper and flooring and on tree bark.
My father called this “daydreaming” as I could be lost for hours. I think it’s called Pareidolia. Seeing faces in everyday objects. I believe that everyone does this but, I may be wrong?
Inky, the donkey brayed to me as I was about to recycle him. (It annoys me that most plastic has no recycling number and I am at a loss as to what to do with it).
The sheep is a by-product of many visitors over the Christmas season. Empty wine bags were forgotten at the back of the kitchen where they awaited the trip to the beer store. Then came Covid lockdown. When I did find the bags, they seemed forlorn and “sheepish”.
I immediately saw Shawn the Sheep in the spigot! Now, I can’t let them go and am determined to make a flock to keep him company.
It is possible that I need more human interaction….
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