The last fresh garden salad of the year is always a special occasion. Feeling are accentuated by cold November weather and frost everywhere. Anyway, i was sitting in a sunny kitchen window eating this salad and thinking about spring gardens. When.. Into this world of feelings and thoughts crawled a small green worm. It took me a few seconds to recognize the worm sitting on the lettuce looking uncomfortable. We sat there for a few minutes thinking about the situation. Was this a insignificant event and what choices do i have? In the end i decided we can choose to make events significant and learn from them. The choice was mine. This could be a time to chuckle, a time to frown, or whatever. Bug humor: Bugs, like coat hangers, breed if unobserved. Death sneaks up on you as a windshield sneaks up on a bug. Some days you're a bug, other days a windshield. jeff(laughing and dispatching one confused bug)
