As I get older, my eyesight has begun to play tricks on me. I always have to do a double take to make sure what I think I am seeing is what I am actually seeing. Leaving my parents’ house one day, I noticed a cow in the middle of the road. There was a truck nearby. In my head I was thinking, “Look a cow got out. That guy just sitting in his truck must be waiting for the owner to come get the cow.” The cow seemed happy as he swished his tail back and forth. As I got closer I realized it wasn’t a cow. A man in a surveyor’s truck was crouched on his knees doing something in the middle of the intersection. I was sure I saw a tail swishing!
Driving through town one morning, I saw people standing by the curb. Not all together but like one in each yard. They must have been waiting for a bus or maybe there was a parade going on today that I didn’t know about. As I drove by and waved I realized it wasn’t people. Apparently, it must be trash day and everyone had set their trash cans on the curb.
My son picked me up from work one afternoon. As we were approaching the street and getting ready to pull out, I yelled, “Stop! Is that a shoe?” In the middle of the median was a high heel shoe, standing upright. I rubbed my eyes, wondering who would throw out a pretty good shoe? I looked again and it was still there and was still a shoe. I looked up in the sky, waiting for the other shoe to drop.