As I crawled along the interwebs I came across this picture of a little skull.
I know, you’d think an macabre person like myself would ooh and ahh over this and have one just like it on my bookshelf. But I don’t. Animal bones make me sad.
So just as I was feeling very blue about this little skull, I saw these comments under the picture:
I was pretty excited about this conversation because I felt like I could join the join in and not be the Debbie Downer who was sad over a poor little skull- because I think bones are beautiful and I’m all for displaying them in my front yard for all the world to see too:
Perspective, it’s all about perspective.
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Perspective indeed! HEH!