So...here's how my mind works sometimes. This morning, I was catching up on what Eve at Sunnyside Up has been up to. She has posted some gorgeous pictures of a visiting pheasant who reminds her of another pheasant who used to visit them years ago that her family had named "Phillip". Eve was asking in her post for ideas on what to name this new pheasant. The winning name was "Philson"....the winner partially because this name rhymes with "Wilson", a character in her daughter's favorite movie, Cast Away. Eve envisions her daughter yelling "Philsonnnnn!!!" out the window in a way reminiscent of the main character, Tom Hanks, calling out for his volleyball friend (I hope you've all seen the movie).
And so...(surely you're wondering where I'm going with this)...all this talk about Wilson and Philson reminded me of the funny thing my Jim found in the bushes on our property in February. Although not feathered and majestic looking, our new friend sports an impressive mop of mossy hair and now sits next to our driveway in a terra cotta pot, lovingly referred to, by us, as "Wilson's friend". Spalding.
That's my story for today.