The Fine Art of Not Seeing
Jul. 6th, 2005 06:54 pm
The first time I went through Dan's backyard I was so taken with the stone bench or couch that I managed to not turn around and look behind me as I walked down the pathway. Sure, I remember the pathway being narrow, but nothing much else registered.
Now, given the amount of stuff to see in Dan's garden, it's not all too surprising that I might miss a thing or two. Even missing something large might be understandable. I mean, there's stuff to see just about everywhere.
Missing a large pond with a 6' tall rock sculpture water fountain, though. That took some doing.

Now, in my own defense, the fountain was turned off that first day so there was no sound to highlight the fountain or the pond. With the fountain on during the visit where these pictures were taken, it was the first thing I sought out. Walking into the garden area via the main path the pond takes up the center section and during the first visit I was looking more around the periphery.
It's good to have a second chance to see some things, ya know?
Today was a much easier day than yesterday. I'm feeling far less hungover and thoughts, coherient thoughts even, have managed to come far more easily. Mind you, I still have minimal energy, but at least I could sit in a chair at work and fumble my way through user problems reasonably well. As long as the users remain satisfied (which they were) I guess I'm still doing okay.
More movies tonight thanks to our extensive Netflix list. It's starting to become an interesting mix of movies, given Bonn's list and my own list. More about all that later.
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