I walked into the kitchen and lo and behold… there was a giant at the breakfast table. Devouring mounds of food. Where did he come from? There used to be a little boy that lived here – just barely 3 pounds when he joined our family. Was that really 10 1/2 years ago?
So I made friends with this giant and he invited me to explore his woods. I wanted to know what was in there.
Is there something in there causing him to grow up so quickly?
First he took me to his “secret special spot.”
Sure enough. It was pretty special. I can’t tell you where exactly, because it is a secret after all.
Then we toured the battleground. Apparently, a great many wars have been fought on this hilltop.
But don’t let the serious face fool you. This giant is also a philosopher.
“Stay on the path. This is where I discovered the King Snake.”
Then we met up with the giant’s best friend. Funny. I remember him being much smaller too.
I must have done something right, because this mysterious giant then took me to his treasure trove. There was a veritable heap of treasure. Unidentifiable rusted objects, pieces of broken chain that will be really good for something, old printer parts, wood scraps in all shapes and sizes… Even a few chairs that only needed the legs nailed back on, and new seats, and a bit of stuffing.
I sure am glad I had my camera. No one would believe me otherwise…
