From Colorado Springs through Calgary to the last flight leg, I was greeted by accidental faces: the wizened/quizzical; the cheery; the home-alone.
After 18 months of close encounter my own home rarely surprises me, so it’s nice to be oot and aboot with at least the chance for new encounters.
Somebody sent me a picture of a pair of slipper that appeared to be laughing. I tried to put it in here but, sigh, I couldn’t.
Tom
Tom – Yeah, it seems that there’s no option to insert a photo in a comment or a reply thereto, but this link to images should work.
Trés amusing! Slippers — always inappropriately giddy to see your feet.
Barbara – Well, my slippers never look giddy, even though my feet are tres cute.
I would call your trio a quartet, Isabel. If the picture of the hat on the left is turned counter-clockwise 90 degrees it has a rather different expression made from most of the same elements.
The coffee-cup lid I intend to forget because that is a “face” to which I get up close and personal quite often!
Laurna – Hahah – So it does! They’re just the gift that keeps on giving.