Friday, 30 April 2010

BER-DOING!!!! Pt2 The Re-Write Of Spring

Fish eggs, fallen from the sky, a pair of them on the roof of a car,
at a wedding, in suburban Leeds no less.

I always wondered how lonely Tarns in the highland hills got to have fish in them. Well now I know, sometimes things just fall from the sky, in that way that leaves me wondering about the elusive pattern that we call serendipity, where one random impulsive act can change the course of events, give us a new lease on life, and even provide a doorway back to when we we're young and weren't so stupid as to believe we've seen it all before. Last night I was suddenly and without warning 15 years old again - felt better the second time around.


Gillian said...

Pretty great isn't it? :)

r. hurd said...

your words strike deep, my friend. to be called anything else but a proclaimer of false modesty would be like rain on a slicker, but the two edged blade of thine comments cuts deep. deep.



that is a pretty neat picture, by the way. from the sky. who would ever have thunk such thoughts.

The Suburban Bushwacker said...


Good - now get to storytelling!

Cute pair aren't they


Tovar Cerulli said...

Fine thoughts, SBW. I remember being delighted when someone first told me how fish can get into ponds when they--or their eggs--are dropped by birds flying overhead. Fascinating how things happen!

The Suburban Bushwacker said...


Its a funny thing: the whole idea of all these fish being dropped by clumsy birds, Obviously the eggs being dropped makes much more sense, I was amazed to see them there on the car's roof.