The other day, a friend of mine asked me what I had done over lunch. It had been another one of those sweltering over 90 degree days and so I said that I had sat a little bit in the park to unwind. Truth was, it was more like I wanted to see how long I could endure the heat before I was eager to go back indoors and unbelievably I was even eager to return to work. My friend then asked me if I had talked to the squirrels again.
Now you know the moment...when you are not sure whether you should be embarrassed at your quirky behaviors or laugh at your friend's candid humor that was directed towards you. I chose the high road and simply acted non plussed and said, NO, I did NOT talk to the squirrels. Actually, none was around because it was too hot for them to be out and about. I did however, have a short tete a tete with a strange looking bug who came a crawling. I mean a calling.
I was trying to do some sketching which ironically wasn't going so hot in the heat. This intruder had really started to bug me. So, I turned the tables and started trying to sketch him. Suddenly, he decided that he did not wish to hang around any longer. I am still way too hesitant when I sketch and so I figured that this was the perfect teaching moment. I tried to draw more quickly before he got away and gave him a gentle poke with my pencil to keep him moving in the right direction. I even tried a few words of encouragement and of appreciation. Eventually, I released him from his duty and watched as he waddled away. We must have become fast friends because very shortly he decided to visit again. YIKES! I looked over my shoulder and there I saw those familiar antennae waving (hello?) at me. But I was tired of playing our game and really hot by now. This time, it was I who quietly crept away.
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