Of course, there are no crocodiles in England. I can’t help myself sometimes, but my imagination sees forms within forms, and my mind just connects the dots and we have a dragon sailing across the sky, but of course there are no dragons in England, either. It was only a cloud formation, and this is how some of us see the world. It has been so for me since boyhood.
You may only see a rotting log, or may well see something else entirely, but I see a half buried crocodile, trying to free itself from the earth. Imagination is such a wonderful gift, and I wonder if we are the only species on earth who are possesed with this gift.
Or perhaps a dozy hippo? Where would we be without imagination! Dream on. π
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π Indeed, a hippo, whatever you want, or what you see π Dream on π
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Just found this older post and thought how your creature above reminds me of one of the Jennings’ alligators! And then I had a good laugh at your confident assertion that “…of course there are no dragons in England, either”, but then you found one Pete! (and even photographed it haha) so magic happens!!! There’s a wee bit of magic coming up in my BW07 post, I think you might enjoy it π
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I did indeed, lol! I will look forward to your post!
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Thank you Pete Hillman, photographer and dragon whisperer π
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