Please read this...Pondering the unexpected, unanticipated
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<p class="p1">Sooooo many things to ponder. And so little time. Time, you may recall was a major consideration last week. As in – yours truly ran out of that precious commodity at the most inopportune moment.</p><p class="p1">After all of the years plying this trade, one might think that deadlines have become pretty much matter of fact. Matter of fact, they have. Even so, they are a rock hard reality. </p><p class="p1">If you miss a deadline in this business, you pretty much mess up everybody else's schedule. At about the time that Monday afternoon rolled around last week, your writer's brain waves had pretty much done froze up. And, sometimes, them there brain thingies don't function all that good.</p><p class="p1">Truth be told, a deadline is pretty much one of those things that we have come to expect at The Paragraph Factory.</p><p class="p1">But it's the unexpected, unanticipated moments that keep life interesting. Such would be the case regarding the pictures you see this week. I hadn't thought about it until now, but the images seem to have a bird theme. Of sorts.</p><p class="p1">Take the buzzing bug that was looking for a place to land on a hummingbird feeder which is hanging on our front porch. Eventually, the bug found a place to perch.</p><p class="p1">Seeing a turkey cross the road isn't all that unexpected in this part of the world that we call home. I saw the gobbler calmly strutting across Mountain Glen Road near Cobden a couple of weeks ago. </p><p class="p1">A reptile relishing raptor was neither expected nor anticipated. One recent Saturday morning, I just happened to glance up in a tree in a neighbor's yard and saw a snake which was having a very, very bad morning. The bird apparently got tired of me watching it eat breakfast and flew away, with breakfast in its talons. </p><p class="p1">This, of course, got me to wondering. Does snake taste like chicken to a bird? Or, since a raptor and a chicken both are birds, would a snake taste like something else? Told you – the brain waves ain't working like they used to. </p><p class="p1">Finally, there's the kind of creepy looking chicken thing which I spotted Saturday morning during the River to River Relay. Chicken Man was actually in a flock of similarly attired homo sapiens who were part of a team called the Prairie Chickens that was running in the relay. In my humble opinion, the other chickens did not look nearly as creepy as Chicken Man. Then again, I am not a morning person.</p><p class="p1">Maybe it's a good thing that the snake-eating raptor did not spot any of the Prairie Chickens. Now, that could have created a truly unexpected, unanticipated photo opportunity.</p>