Spotted Over the Weekend

Posted on 11 April 2011

An elderly woman wearing a t-shirt with a huge picture of a yawning kitten. It read: “Wake Up Call!”

Two orange kayaks, one yellow kayak, and one blue kayak.

A dog that looked just like a cat.

A teenage girl texting while driving.

Three restaurant employees having a smoke out back.

Some kind of terrier wearing a purple collar decorated with tie-dye peace signs.

A single yellow Gummi bear on the sidewalk.

Two preteen girls wearing lots of makeup sitting/lounging in the middle of the sidewalk outside a suburban McDonald’s.

A jogger who tripped mid-stride, fell on his face, and rolled off the path into the woods. It must have hurt, but he got right up and kept running. I pretended I didn’t see the whole thing.

What did you see this weekend?

Photo: Tolka Rover


7 responses to Spotted Over the Weekend

  • Teri says:

    I saw: Our neighbors sitting around our kitchen, all laughing, while I made dinner. A blooming lavender tree and overgrown honeysuckle bushes. Rob Lowe, shirtless and still hot, on the cover of Vanity Fair. The Masters golf tournament on TV — lots of golf, hours and hours.

  • Joanne says:

    Interesting perspective on the weekend.

    I have some retail observations … I saw lots of potential shrubs at the nursery to replace mine damaged by snowfall this winter. And I saw lots of customers standing at the Nook counter at Barnes and Noble :)

  • This was the funniest game of ‘I SPY’ I think I’ve ever read. Thanks for the smile!

  • lisahgolden says:

    I saw the soil I transferred from several containers into a two large ones so I can grow potatoes above ground. I also saw some ants, well lots of ants in some of the soil. Ishkabibble. Their soil took a wagon ride to the compost pile where I’m sure they will be very happy.

    I also saw clothes hanging on the line, a semi-burned pot roast that ended up tasting better than it looked and a stack of books I’ve yet to read.

    Laura, I like the colors in what you saw.

  • Lyra says:

    The backside of my daughter as we rode around the neighborhood on an unseasonably warm day.
    The feet of my youngest as I kept looking down making sure his feet didn’t rest on my brakes as he’s too big for the bike seat.
    Six girls drawing their hearts out at an art studio.
    Oh! And this I loved. Upstairs in the art studio, in a house built in 1840, there was a painting on the wall. It was huge, 5 feet by 4 feet? A woman, sitting on a bathtub. Shaving cream on her legs, but in strips. A razor in one hand, and a lighter in the other on the way to lighting a cigarette. I was fascinated by this painting. Something about the expression on her face, was she a mom or a prostitute, or both? Then I looked at the price tag. Nope, it would not be going home with me. Bummer.

  • Averil says:

    Ten newly red toes.

    A movie marquee. The clock reads 5:20, the movie starts at 7:00.

    A plate of tofu in a gorgeous satiny cashew sauce. One kaffir lime leaf in a cup of pale green soup.

    “Walking After You,” a Foo Fighters video that has taken up residence in my head.

    And a blank white page, where my new story began.

    • Love the movie/time difference and the food imagery. The movie thing reminds me of the time my mother and I went to see a movie in downtown Lancaster when I was about 19. We were a full hour early, so we wandered into a nearby hippie shop. I systematically smelled all the incense and then looked at the cards that apparently tell your life story based on your birth date. I remember thinking, “So according to this, everyone who has my birthday is going to be exactly like me? Yeah, right.” (Gotta love hippie shops, though.)

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