Day 375 Optics

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem.

Today, as I walked down a little hill, I noticed a round face far away ahead looking at me, its eyes shining brightly in the sun. Was it a garden ornament? a marker? As I grew closer, it still was not apparent what it was, but clearly its center was metal. Finally, I could see it was the wheel of a an upside down wheel barrel. Funny, how your eyes can fool you…

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Far away, a face—

those shining eyes and round face:

up close: only a wheel.

Sheri Edwards
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