Opened the back door and this beautiful Jane
was swinging from the frame at about eye level.
Caught playing Tarzan, she was as surprised as I was.
I put down the box I had in my hands and
pulled out the camera I just happened to have in my pocket.
She was really nervous, but I had to work fast in case
my wife showed up and wondered
why I was oddly leaning in on the door!.
Sometimes as photographers we appear different.
A nice way to say appear silly don’t you think?
It beats talking about politics where people prove
they are no matter what they say or side they come down on.
Anyway I picked her off the door with a broom and dropped her
out in a pot of dead flowers just outside the mud porch.
That’s okay!
She’ll be back!
She likes me!
I could see it in her eyes…