Offerings?
We have been finding the oddest things in our front yard.
First we found a box of keys on the bench under a tree. Kid 3 found them and she’s a collector so she has them somewhere. We waited for someone to come looking for them, but no one ever did.
Second (and this was the oddest) was food. Left on part of the short block wall between us and the neighbors with the pomegranate tree (bush?) was a store brand box of macaroni and cheese, a can of pinto beans, and a package of ramen noodles.
Third was a sippy cup. That was found this morning on the bench under the tree in the front yard.
I keep telling my husband that they are offerings left to us because someone has erroneously mistaken us for Gods that like keys, powdered cheese and other processed foods, and small children. Not saying we aren’t Gods. That is if Gods are irrational, temperamental, messy, and enjoy gross-out genre movies more than say movies about cultural homogenization and cultural imperialism.
So, what do you think this means? And what do you think we’ll find next?
How funny! Maybe your bench has turned into a freecycle exchange point! Or a renegade geocaching site!
Comment by Amy — March 7, 2009 @ 12:54 pm