foghorn leghorn of television fame
and yet another wonderful nextdoor post on my neighborhood site:
Did you have a chicken missing? We have a Leghorn chicken who appeared in our back yard this morning. She is now in our coop with our three, However, we really don’t need or want another chicken so if she is yours, please message me to arrange a time to come and collect her. We have marked her feet with a purple antiseptic so we can identify which one is yours.
Posted in Lost & Found to The River District
“i dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives.”
-ralph waldo emerson
image credit: warner brothers animation
all i see is a heart
and i know
that i have crossed paths
with a sweet and amazing
“to fashion stars out of dog dung,
that is the great work.
to take a negative experience and,
by comparing it to something worse,
make it feel good, is a great skill. “
-alexandra david- neel
hidden and waiting to be found
“it is a joy to be hidden but disaster not to be found.”
― donald winnicott
when the kinders found things out of place
they went to put them in our class lost and found
but discovered it was missing.
the class then set out to find the lost and found
that was lost
until someone found it
and proudly put it back in place
then the mini wooden zebra, the blue rubber spider, and the green magna-tile
found a place to wait until we can find where they belong.
“first up, the lost and found has gone missing.
it itself, is lost.
so please try not to lose anything until we find it.”
-michael scott, the office
due to my utter lack of any sense of direction
i am always a bit shocked
when someone asks me how to get somewhere
and i do wonder….
“you’ll get lost and then you’ll find it.”
-mark darrah, ‘a catalogue of common people’
image credit: purple clover
when looking for me
directions will lead you here
right to my doorstep.
“fate pulls you in different directions.”
one saturday night in 2012, a search party was organized in iceland to hunt for a woman who had apparently failed to return to her tour bus. but the twist? she had. she became part of the search party looking for her, unaware that she was the subject of everyone’s concern.
the tour bus in question had stopped near iceland’s eldgja canyon and the woman in question took the opportunity to go freshen up and change clothes.
when she reboarded the bus, the rest of the passengers didn’t realize it was her. instead, they became alarmed that she’d gone missing. the driver waited for an hour before the police were called.
things escalated. a search of the area took place, joined by around 50 people, some in vehicles, many on foot. the coast guard was alerted, and the search went on for several hours.
it wasn’t until three in the morning that the truth became apparent: that the woman everyone thought was missing was actually helping them in the search. once she realized she was the missing tourist, she informed the police. the search was called off.
moral of the story? it’s always worth properly counting the number of people on a tour bus. no matter what they happen to be wearing.
“not only do I not know what’s going on,
i wouldn’t know what to do about it if i did”
– george carlin
it’s been a week filled with
lots of ‘lost’
some measure of ‘found’
find something i wasn’t looking for
and didn’t know i was missing
and so it goes
using the sesame street approach
blending the good news with the bad
all leading to
of this past time
as my way of life
that at least i know
where my teeth are.