It was hanging by a thread!

On my walk through the neighborhood today I saw this concrete post.

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It was hanging by a thread.

I pointed it out to the tall person and asked him why the post had wilted. He shook his head and said he didn’t know but added that perhaps someone had tried to knock it down but its steel core had defeated them. He went on to say that it reminded him of something that the American journalist Max Lerner once said, “The turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all hurt.”

Hmm. I understand the wisdom that you are trying to convey tall person but the post is now growing down, not up.

Georgian dog learns to talk!

I was blowing raspberries in the yard this morning.

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The tall person heard me and told me that at around 5 months, a child will start blowing spit bubbles  — or raspberries  — a skill that helps it learn how to move its mouth, tongue, and lips together, and later be able to form words.

He went on to say that it reminded him of something the American author Annie Dillard once said, “There is a certain age at which a child looks at you in all earnestness and delivers a long, pleased speech in all the true inflections of spoken English, but with not one recognizable syllable.”

Hmm. I had better start practicing my vowels.

Blue-eyed crocodile eats gas pipe!

On my walk through the neighborhood today I saw this.

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Yes, a blue-eyed crocodile about to eat a gas pipe.

I pointed it out to the tall person and he smiled and said that it reminded him of something that Steve Irwin, the famous Australian wildlife expert, once said about crocodiles, “There are 23 species. Seventeen of those species are rare or endangered. They’re on the way out, no matter what anyone does or says, you know”.

Hmm. I’m not surprised they are endangered if they insist upon eating gas pipes.

I didn’t see any camels

On my walk through the neighborhood today I saw this on top of a low stone wall.

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Yes, a tiny oasis. I pointed it out to the tall person and asked if it was real or just a mirage. He smiled and told me it was real. He explained that a mirage is a naturally occurring optical phenomenon in which light rays are bent to produce a displaced image of distant objects.

Hmm. It’s easy to become confused in an urban desert when you are tired and thirsty. I didn’t notice any camels though.

The dangers of practicing soccer in a confined space

On my walk through the neighborhood today I saw these ladies in a shop window.

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I pointed them out to the tall person and asked why the ladies had lost their heads. He paused for a moment and then smiled. Perhaps, he suggested, the ladies had not used the correct technique for heading a soccer ball and had suffered a serious mishap. He explained that good timing of the run as well as anticipation of where the ball will be placed is essential. After take off, the upper body arches backwards and this momentum produces a snapping action where the body is propelled forward. At the same time the neck is extended then snapped forward in synchronization with the body to strike the ball with maximum power.

Hmm. I think these ladies used a little too much power and clearly should not have been practicing soccer in such a confined space.

Somebody stole my street!

On my walk through the neighborhood today I found this.

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Yes. Someone has stolen my street! I pointed it out to the tall person and he said that perhaps road builders from another neighborhood had run out of road and needed part of ours.

Hmm. I understand that it is sometimes necessary to borrow things but I think this approach to road construction is unsustainable in the longer term.

Artist’s muse waits patiently for paint

On my walk through the neighborhood today I found a row of still life subjects waiting patiently for paint.

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I think they have been waiting for a long time.

I pointed them out to the tall person and asked him why no one had painted these wonderful subjects. He shook his head sadly and agreed that they deserve some special attention. He said that seeing them reminded him of something that George Bernard Shaw once said: “Which painting in the National Gallery would I save if there was a fire? The one nearest the door of course”.

Hmm. A useful quotation tall person and one which clearly emphasizes the importance of doors in art.