A Treat

We were Skyping with our 4 ½-year-old granddaughter the other night, and she asked us what we had had for supper – the day’s menus are always of importance in our conversations.

“Tacos,” I said.
“What did you have for dessert?”
“Nothing. You know we never have dessert,” I said. (She frequently spends the weekend with us.)
“Yes, we do,” she asserted.
“We do? What do we have?”
“Cheese sticks!” she responded enthusiastically.
And so we do. Cheese sticks or fresh fruit salad or, very occasionally, carrot sticks with ranch dressing.

So what does all this have to do with this image?


Well, I guess what constitutes a treat at the end of a meal depends on the person eating it just as beauty lies in the eye of the beholder*. So here is a pile of old brake drums and disc brakes and a shock and strut assembly from the local automotive salvage yard; I found the shapes, colors and textures to be beautiful and quite a treat, really. Hope you do, too.


*“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder” is attributed to Margaret Wolfe Hungerford in her 1878 novel Molly Bawn, but it’s also said to be a paraphrase from Plato.