Relative Something

Imagine if something wasn’t actually as important as we thought it was. How could that be?

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Have you noticed how two different things can be true at the same time? It can already be the middle of July, and at the same time, it is hardly past the middle of the year 2009. Why is it such a universal feeling, being shocked at how quickly the days pass? It seems as if everyone shares that exclamation. “It’s already July 15th!? Where does the time go?”

Well, it’s all relative. You knew that.

It’s relative something.

Extra credit goes to the person who knows which comedian does a pretty good rant about how we revere nature and ooh and aah over seeing deer and bunny rabbits and cute little raccoons and put feeders out to attract birds and how we like to feel as if we live in the woods, yet we then go to the hardware store where there are aisles of chemical weapons and devices to exterminate or eradicate the same problem critters that pester our gardens and lawns and shrubs and we spend a lot of money to fight against that which we want to live near.

Last night, as I walked by the front door and noticed movement just outside, I found a doe standing right on our sidewalk, looking like it was ready to step in the front door. I called to Cyndie, hoping she would be able to see, but that startled the deer and off it went. Cyndie reported that the hibiscus bush with over 20 blossoms that her mother gave her and was left out in the yard to catch some rain around the beginning of June, and then subsequently chomped to stubs by deer overnight when it got left out, has miraculously recovered to sprout one new blossom and was by the front sidewalk right now. She went out to see if that is what brought the deer so close to the front door, and finding that it was only a close call and no new chomping was apparent, pulled it inside for the night.

We want the animals and we don’t want the animals, it all depends on how you frame it.