The first posts on my blog focused entirely on where my world is but this post and others to follow are about some of what goes on in my world. Too often we spend our time focusing on our work a day, school a day world to a point where we miss the unique experiences happening all around us, we fail to see the unique animals and people who cross our paths every single day. We even trample some very unique plants under our feet missing the parts of life that truly makes life worth living. As a writer and world observer I have had the privilege of meeting some pretty unique people and animals while having some unique experiences over the last several years and I hope continue to have those privileges for years to come. For the next three or more posts I want to share some of the most unique experiences, people and animals in my memory (not necessarily in time order).
The title of this post has the word Yuneek in it. There is so much in our world that is unique all we have to do is open our eyes to it. Even spelling words differently like Yuneek is in itself a measure of creativity except of course in public, private pre-k through 12th grade schools, colleges and most forms of literature. A few poets like e.e. cumming have made a career out of creative spelling and punctuation but that has not happened often, not often enough in my opinion.I wood reely likee to write a boook come pletely with creatively spelled worrds inn itt but who wud reed itt? Who cood? I believe that creative spelling is a sign of a brilliant mind. It must be I spell creatively a lot and I am brilliant, at least I think that I am. Being unique should be something we all strive for. It should be a badge of courage, of enlightenment even but it’s not such positive thing any more…………………………sigh. it is for me though.
The photo at the beginning of this post is that of a common ordinary weed, a dandelion. This is a plant that some wage war against when it is found in their yard (well maybe not in Georgia but in a lot of other places). Some use it to make wine though I can not imagine why (this is not unique it borders on redneck), but few would ever call it pretty, yet when I placed that dandelion bloom in the center of a log partially ax chopped, it became the belle of the ball.This is a weed that most certainly should be called unique.
Snakes are unique as far as I am concerned. One might even say they are fascinating. When was a child I would be drawn to snakes at reptile houses at zoos. My fascination with snakes came to an abrupt end when 20 or so years later I was doing pest control and almost jumped into a utility area that had several rat snakes swirling in and around the utilities. I probably should have called a pest control man, one who had at least a bat in his truck…………. the kind baseball is played with that is.
A few years ago after some weeks of my children playing practical jokes on their old Dad for reasons I will get into in another post. I found myself being extra careful everywhere I went. I was gazing out over my large front yard and saw what I thought was a 3 foot long rubber snake. I had to take care of it as quickly as I could to keep one of the girls from screaming and all 8 of the dogs from howling. The dogs and one of my daughters needed very little incentive to scream and howl. For 5 days or so I had a steady diet of both. To prevent this from happening by a carefully placed rubber snake I walked out to it with the purpose of getting rid of the toy. I am not sure to this day why I picked the “rubber snake” up and swung it around above my head like half a lasso but I did. For a minute or so it was a lot of fun. I will admit that I am easily amused but still swinging that snake somewhat like I was doing a hammer throw was kind of relaxing. It was that is until I saw the head of the snake open and shut it’s mouth several times. I am not sure exactly when the dogs began to howl or who screamed. I am not even sure how high that snake went when I released it. I only know for sure that if there was an Olympic snake hurling event I would have earned a gold medal. (PETA members who might be reading this, please forgive me.I just didn’t know.) Do snakes bounce? This snake was truly unique. I have always heard that snakes can blend in with their surroundings but to look like a rubber snake is truly remarkable.
A friend of mine a high school football coach shared with me this account about snakes. I know it must be true because he doesn’t lie more than 5 or 6 times a day, besides that he goes to church most Sundays so that’s something. We live near the Flint River which is famous for it’s brown green water (impossible to see what is eating your toes should you choose to swim in it), it’s world class bass fishing, it’s alligators and it’s water moccasins, though outside of Central Georgia not so many know about the later two.
Coach or as the say in Georgia Coa had invited his father in law, two teachers (but not me) and two old men to fish with him on his new boat. They had been fishin for a good long while and had only caught one bass worth keeping. Finally after being skunked for so long and being out of beer they decided to motor down river a bit. After a while they saw what appeared to be an island but might have been a pile of garbage. As they got closer they found it was indeed an island.
One of the old guys who had been complaining more than just a little suggested that they pull up to the island let him and his folding chair get off the boat and onto the island to fish for an hour or two. The rest of the fishing party completely agreed as his whining had gotten so bad that they all considered trolling for a spell and using him as bait. Very quickly he got his chair out of the boat, set up and his fishing pole out. He was sure that this was going to be a fishin experience of his life. He was not going to be wrong but not because of the fish that he caught. He had just settled in on his chair and had his line in the water when he began to look around. He looked left and was impressed by the beauty of the Flint. The problem occurred when he looked right. When he looked right he saw that just 3 or 4 feet away from him were 6 of the largest water moccasins, he had ever seen or anyone else on the boat had ever seen for that matter. As he gazed in horror the snakes suddenly becoming active and with a delighted look on their snake faces. As they looked at him they saw a new addition to their food supply. They must have thought, “Oh good food from heaven and it’s a buffet lunch for everyone.” Coach said, “As God is my witness, the old man and the chair jumped from where he was on the island to the same spot his chair was in on the boat not 8 minutes earlier. Not only that but the old man seemed to forget how to speak since he didn’t say another word until we got back to the boat loading zone some 2 hours later, plus within 5 minutes after the old man reentered the boat the bass really began to bite. Funny thing is when those bass started to bite the fishing was as good as I have ever known.” I said, “Look this is a great story but it’s the biggest whopper I have ever heard. I know that I am a yankee but come on………….” He said,”If I’m lyin I’m dyin.” It must be a true story since there are only three things he won’t lie about unless he absolutely has to, football of course, fishin and huntin. Now this fishin story is a unique one as are the fishermen that remember it though most fishermen and women are unique in their own right.
The thing is what is unique is totally subjective. For us to see the uniqueness in something depends upon our outlook. There is uniqueness even in communication. For example the other day I was asked if I knew the time. I replied yep and continued walking. Now he might have thought that I was rude by my response but I really think that what I said was actually unique. Just as my response is when I am asked what my watch says and I respond, “Nothing my watch doesn’t talk.” These are two examples of unique comments though probably not the best ones to make to people I want to be friends with.
* This post would have been published hours ago except that am still trying to understand Word Press and hit a button that completely deleted my post, granted that the deletion was unique (I hope) but it did cause me to sing a very unique song some of which might even be OK for children to hear. Please forgive me for taking so long.