Each morning, when I pull up the shade, I look out and see this face at our window. What is he feeling? Not sad. But not happy. I just had to take his picture.
At Canyon Trails RV Park, in Boulder City, where we spent the winter, our tree had eyes on it. One particular "eye" looked right in at us through our dining room window. I wish I'd taken its picture.
Since these interesting things seem to pop up once in a while, I think I'll start photographing them and sharing them in the journal. It may be fun to have a collection.