You’re wondering if red squirrels eat wild mushrooms, aren’t you? You’re wondering if I really saw a red squirrel fiercely chomp into a wild mushroom, leap five inches into the air, grab the wild mushroom between its jaws and run wildly up into a nearby tree before releasing the mushroom and scampering back down, wildly scolding the dinner-spoiling photographer, aren’t you?
You’re also wondering–like 99.99% of all tourists visiting our fair north woods–if the colors still gleam beautiful red, yellow, orange? If the leaves still wave in exquisite colors on the trees? You’re wondering if half the leaves have fallen on to the ground, aren’t you? You’re wondering if we now have to fire up the lawn mower and chomp the leaves into tiny bits to allow better mulching for the soil, aren’t you?
You’re beginning to wonder–aren’t you?–are there any answers in this blog? Do only questions exist? Where are the answers? Can a blog of only questions provide any satisfaction? Can you find the answers to the questions hidden within the questions? Can you comment with only questions–while providing answers hidden in your questions, of course?
Did Kathy enjoy the Book Club she hosted at her house last night? Did the seven women like the potato kale soup which contained the hidden ingredient of fennel? Did the book club members enjoy the James Oliver Curwood books they read during the last two months? Did their mouths drop open with awe and amazement as they watched a DVD called “Bear” inspired by our home-town author, James Oliver? Did we all know that James Oliver Curwood wrote his books from our fair Arvon Township back in the 1920’s? Did we know that the books–while easy reading–are actually intriguing and fun and filled with twists and turns?
(Did Kathy finish washing her dishes yet? Finish her meditation? Or is she lost in Blog World once again feeling energized by creativity?)
Has Kathy bought her new camera lens yet? Is she procrastinating? Does she have any time to take pictures these days? Must she take pictures this weekend because she doesn’t have anymore in the current folder?
Do you love the photo of this deer? Don’t you think she’s sweet? Do you care that the photo is soft and fuzzy and unfocused? Do you like how she blends into the background, how she relaxes fully in plain sight?
Do you have lots of questions? Aren’t questions more fun than answers? Do you insist upon answers or can you live with the questions themselves?