I spy with my little eye...

Part I

I see people are blind. They want to keep their distance because they cannot tell if you have Corona. This flabberghasted me for the longest time. Even your dog can tell if you have cancer or are going to have an epileptic fit.

Then I also saw they cannot tell if they have got it themselves, which is a terrible thing because it means they are also not aware when a a twinge in their tooth is about a thyroid problem waiting to happen or water in their ankle signals an adrenal deficiency. Even my grandmother, on a clear blue day, could tell a storm was brewing from a stiff big toe.

Part II

There is a big difference between having a basket on the front of your bicycle or a crate, as compared to a back carrier or a pair of saddlebags. We hold out baskets with small and special gifts of wine and cake, or flowers to strew before the bride and groom; crates carry heavier duty loads, are greedier in their storage capacity; while saddlebags are atrophied buttocks, sagging into hams, due to a lack of gluteus crunching activity.

Conclusion

We are failing to see the pictures of who we are in what we do and what we have. It’s a pity.

Tip

Cycle to lubricate the joints and activate the glutes; recycle more; and be part of the solution, not the problem.

Photo credit: Maksym Potapenko