This week I happened to notice, behind one of the houses we pass, one of those wishing well lawn decorations. The thing that was noticeable about this wishing well was that it was all covered in plastic securely held by rope or plastic.
On the first day I saw this, I thought about how smart the owners were to protect it from the coming Maine winter.
On the second day I thought about how it was kind of ugly.
On the third day I saw it I thought about how sad it was to have to cover up something the owners were clearly fond of in such an ugly way.
Today, I saw it as a Wishing Well Covered, and began to think philosophically about it.
How often do we do the same thing with our wishes and hopes and dreams? They are
So, now I guess I can plan on viewing this Wishing Well icon on my way to the junior high for the rest of the winter. What will I do with my wishes?