Day 18: Shadow Beauty

Walking to the park today, I was quite taken by the shadows of the leaves on the sidewalk.
'How beautiful!' I thought, 'it would make a lovely print on fabric...'

Some shadows, like people, are kind of plain - what you see is what you get. But some are more complex, also like people, with differing layers to the overall shadow. This is something I hadn't really noticed before - about shadows, that is. . .

For example:

[plain, but beautiful, shadow]

[Complex, also beautiful, shadow]

See the difference?! I certainly hope so . . . otherwise I might worry that if you met me you'd think I'm plain, which I would argue I am not! (and I'd like to think you would too).

Day 17: People on the Train

The highest pitched voice I've heard in quite a while is emitted on the train.
Where's it coming from??
Whoa! Right next to me?!

I did not expect that from the squat man so seemingly engrossed in his phone. 

Swaying back and forth, crouched over his phone he lets out another eruption of shock and disgust:
"eee, are you kidding me?! What the fu@$? [Unintelligible]."

Hmm, didn't expect that... but then it kept happening.. again and again.. so did the swaying to and fro. I think I might have Tourettes (syndrome), or perhaps is autistic... 

While his vocalizations were in the tone of disgust, he seemed to be doing quite a good job of entertaining himself during his commute . . . to each his own - and good work!

Day 16: Moody Flag Day

Happy Flag Day!
Since the beginning of June, we've been feeling like summer weather is here - and here to stay. The kind of weather that makes you want to go for a cruise on your three-wheeler [after first complaining that you can't do it and it's too hard - because that's the secret ingredient to making activities more fun for everyone].

Clearly this girl knows what's up:

Going for a ride on a hot day. The wind blowing in your hair. Not a care in the world, until . . . the buildings start to melt!

Dripping, dropping, soggy to the ground; as if the heat of the day is too intense even for bricks to withstand! It's not until you feel the drop in temperature and hear the clapping of thunder that you realize what's happening. In an instant it is no longer a hot summer day, it's a treacherous afternoon during monsoon season.

Day 15 - So Many Questions

Riddle me this . . .

What has two windows, but no glass?

One gate, but no door?

Allows entry in and exit out?

Opens into shrubs and out to the world?

No, seriously. I don't get it... WHY is there a gate here? 

Why is there even a fence? There are only shrubs on the other side. Maybe the fence isn't there for the shrubs. Perhaps it's for the windows. . . because the residents got broken into one too many times and had to resort to boarding up their windows and carrying out out their lives as nocturnal hermits . . . or maybe not. 

But who knows?

Day 14 - Challenge Fail

I have a confession to make, I have already failed my 365 Days of Wonder observation sharing challenge. Who would have thought it would be that difficult? Post something each day, not that hard, right? Apparently not.

Despite this early downfall, I'm going to try to get back on track. Especially since I've finally gone through the slow realization that each of these posts of interesting thoughts and sights are actually micro stories; getting me to practice writing and creative thinking every day. Wow! What an excellent bonus to my original goal for this project.

Here's to curiosity, imagination, and timeliness!

Day 13 - Maintenance Update

Well, after the big day, the final result is: Still fading!

- BUT -

The shoes think the color held up until they were finished dancing, so at least the emergency procedure served it's purpose.

Day 12 - High Maintenance

My shoes came in the other day looking for some help.

"I have a big performance on Sunday and I can't let these white soles reveal my age!" the shoes cried.

'No problem, I can help,' I said. And with the assistance of Dr. Sharpie, we got to work . . .

As in most maintenance salons, my client shared EVERYTHING.
". . . when I was young, I never thought I'd be able to tie my laces . . . I just can't stand hot weather - I hate being smelly! I'm more of a fall walker . . . for my big performance all of the other shoes are jet black from heel to toe! I'm so embarrassed of my white soles. I can't wait to see how this turns out - ALL BLACK! I can't wait! . . ."

Progress was slow, but the results were sure to be worth it. Things were really coming along . . .

Just look at that transformation!

Unfortunately, the success was short lived. The shoes dialed me up in a panic the next morning: "It's fading! It's fading! I don't know what to do!!!"

Oh, no! The color didn't take!

Panicked and frustrated, the shoes carried out their day, then raced over to my place as fast as lightning that night for an emergency touch up.

Tomorrow is the shoes' big day, so we're all nervously waiting to hear how it goes and if the procedure holds up.