The things I see are not always the things I see. An example of that would be the time I was zipping down the highway and spotted a coyote that had been unsuccessful in trying to cross the road.
I immediately felt bad for the poor critter who was probably just trying to get home. I didn't want to see it anymore than I already had, but as I passed along side of it I could see it was simply a large piece of tire.
Another time I was sure there was a deer laying dead along the edge of the road. As I got closer, instead of being Bambi, that one turned out to be some sandbags left behind by a road crew.
OK, here's the thing; I'm not always wrong. Just today, we're heading home from shopping, when Sally spots a yard sale sign. I hang on for dear life as we make a two-wheeled U-turn.
We found the house having the sale. Across the street are woods, with a sign that says, please park here. We do. I wait in the car while she trots over to look for bargains. Now keep in mind, I'm facing nothing but trees, leaves, bushes and carnivorous mosquitoes.
I strongly sense that something is watching me. I don't see anything but the feeling is almost overwhelming. I can hear yard sale voices behind me, but I can't really turnaround that much to see anyone. Then I remembered my cell phone. I may not be able to see too far into the woods, but I can snap a picture and then zoom it. That should give me a better look at whatever it is watching me.
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Oh My Gosh! That tiny little lizard or gecko or whatever on the branch?? Now if it were Big Foot I could understand. But then again, you wouldn't even hold the one I got for you at the State Fair one year.
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