it's all in the way you look at it. sometimes you have to get off the bus and see it displayed on a table all by itself. then you realize for the first time that it has a color, a taste, a shape, a smell. you realize it because the spargel on this table has a different color, taste, shape, and smell then the spargel you've always known. but it's still spargel. and then you notice the sign advertising a spargel festival. and you think "celebrate spargel?" that's right...celebrate spargel.
3 comments:
Excelllent article and thoughts!
Can't wait until your 1st book debuts on the NY Times list!
Great essay. Thought provoking.
MOM
397 words.
it's hard to write much in 397 words---that was about my FN word limit for Dowell's Doodles.
But, you used your words well.
Mom and I were talking religion over dinner tonight. Your "column" touches on our conversation well.
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