Monday, March 24, 2014

The Urban Hammock

Our little Betta Fish Moby Dick likes to sit on leaves close to the surface of the water. We usually have a live plant in his bowl and he eagerly swims on to the leaf much like a surfer mounting his surfboard. Sometimes the plants don't last as long as one might like, so we have an artificial leaf that attaches to a suction cup to serve the same purpose. It's called a Betta bed leaf hammock. Moby Dick doesn't seem to care if his plant is real or artificial. The other day we were driving by the small park in our neighborhood towards the freeway ramp. Hung between two trees was a very red hammock that was swinging nonchalantly back and forth. It was an unusually mild day in between these frosty winter ones. I wondered how the ends of the hammock stayed up and in place at it appeared as though it would be a temporary resting place. When we returned later in the evening the red hammock disappeared. There must be something about being able to rest on this cloth or leaf...in one instance it probably reminds us of the time we were rocked to sleep as infants; in the other, it seems to be a lazy way to catch a breath of air without having to swim around all the time. Either way it looks very relaxing. We have a lot in common even with the tiniest of creatures. The guy in the park probably doesn't have a yard of his own. But he's lucky to find a pair of trees to enjoy his hammock - even if it's just for a late afternoon snooze. 




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