A true anecdote that makes me laugh every time I think about it. |
WHAT THE TREE HAD IN IT I stood at the side of the road trying very hard not to explode Cars stopped as men saw me point now and then towards the trees where the bright sun glowed. "Look, oh look," I quickly implored them as I turned to my traveling friend. "As sure as I'm me, there's a bear in the tree where the leaves and the deep shadows blend." "Oh yes, it's perfectly clear!" were the shouts rising up from the rear. Before I could blink, in just a short wink hundreds of folks had appeared. Cameras were found and brought out with zoom lens and tripods about while crowds gathered to see a bear big as me or at least catch a glimpse of him tout. As I gazed in my glee at its plight, to keep the small bear in my sight, I noted the plough of wind in the bough, but something was clearly not right. The bear never stirred and clung like a pea to the crutch of the leaf-laden tree, and as I gazed harder I said to my partner, "That bear's just a hunk of debris!" Sheepishly shrugging I backed towards the Chevy, imagining a mob after me. Said one to another, "Look around for its mother! It's a baby brown bear in the tree!" I couldn't believe it, not one had a hunch that the bear was no more than a clump. So I laughed myself silly as we drove willy-nilly away from that bunch of blind chumps! |