We have a new sign. Well, not new. It’s almost 20 years old, but it has been down for a couple of years after being knocked over by a snowplow. Owen propped it back up this year, so we have our new (old) sign back again.
I took a few pictures.
I’m not always sure where black and white — also known as monochrome — ends and color begins. There are a lot of choices now that bring back some part of the original color, but not all the color or its intensity.
Four of these pictures are classic monochrome. The final one is “transparent,” tonality which uses part of the original colors but unsaturated.
I love the way the sunlight comes through the leaves on trees, the blinds and curtains … and just sometimes through the windows themselves.
I don’t actually have much lawn ornamentation — unless you count the full-size 1928 Fordson tractor. Then, there is the big pink plastic flamingo in the front garden.
I guess you could also consider the small stone toad sundial on the back deck.
This reminds me of a very (VERY) old joke I first heard as a little kid, maybe five or six.
“A big elephant is big and a little elephant is small. A big fly is big and a little fly is small. Therefore, a big fly is bigger than a small elephant.” This was the ultimate definition of a syllogism, at least for a first grader.
So small. How small?
These are Native American fetishes — very small ones. I do have bigger ones, but you asked for small and small you are getting!
ALL of these fetishes will fit comfortably in one of my hands. They are absolutely guaranteed — SMALL.