Oct 3, 2014 – Last night at dinner, friends and I were talking how we each could look at the same scene and see something different – We mentioned the classic VVS “Varied View Story” about a doctor, lawyer, and preacher standing on a street corner when an automobile wreck happens in the intersection. — Well, I am sitting here looking out across the bay during an extreme and cold Northern Island storm – I see the waves, their strength, their direction, I sense the wind direction and all this impacting a boat that I, only in my mind of course, am docking – I am enjoying a daydream trance – It is my perfect storm – a movie in my mind – without the real dangers of live docking. My artist wife (Grandma) on the other hand would see shades of blue, green, and grey in the foam of the white caps, wondering how she can capture all of that beauty at the end of an artist’s paint brush. Same scene, different enjoyment.

I see Bambi eyes, yes – but what I really saw and wondered about was the antlers in velvet – How does he know to clean up those antlers – His first ones you know? do they itch, hurt, — why rub it off? I think it looks nice — That was what I saw when I took this scene with my camera. I said I must try to see him scrape the velvet off. I take my camera and go hunting.

I failed on my hunting mission – but I did get to see the results – Wow – It looks bloody and raw – wonder if it hurts? Why rub it off?

This is my perfect storm – I see it my way – from my vantage point inside it is beautiful!!!

By the foundation of my barn I see a beautiful mushroom – I was told in this stage of growth it is safe to eat — SAY I, I DO NOT PICK AND EAT WILD MUSHROOM _ OR MOST OTHER WILD PLANTS! But I did see it a a thing to watch and see what happened over the next 24 hours – I could have thought about the shades of brown and cream – and how to create them on the canvas with my brush – but rather I returned 24 hours later with camera in hand to see what happened when it was not safe to eat!

Twenty four hours later – WOW – Look at the black ooze on the side of the door frame – Just twenty four hours to get really old – It took me at least 70 years to get really old!

In my garden I see a guy like this often – I watch and marvel at his smooth movement – searching tongue – darting eyes – and yes his tight skin – I just know it is time to get a new suit – That is what I see in this scene – Tomorrow I must hunt for his old suit – do not think I can donate it – it will not be wearable by others.  But I go hunting – That is what I see when me and mister snake encounter each other – Not sure what he sees – or what you see.

My hunt has been rewarded – right by my back door – See,  my earlier view of the garden snake gave me a goal – find the old suit – and I did – the hunt was fun!

I saw it my way! You saw it your way! Hope it was fun and a wonder of nature for both of us.