This week Sidey’s theme is: How something appears is always a matter of perspective and it led me to a variety of different kinds of thinking, including this schoolgirl minded poem, which arrived in my mind after taking the photo of rushes and sky.
Perspectives If I were a musk rat Then every day I'd see Blue sky and tall stalks waving over me. Keeping me hidden Giving me joy To live and keep safe from people and noise. If I were a deer Every day I would walk Between the tall stalks beyond the road fork. I fear very little Save little food here Too many cousins, too many deer. If I were a girl Just starting my life, Rushing to grow, I wouldn't take time to think of the rushes the musk rats the deer. What do they know? I'm not a girl So many views, just good to be here.