A Face in the Tree

Faces in trees??

I had a bad night last night, but today’s weather was cool and refreshing, so I went outside to enjoy a cigar.

By and by, I saw something.

At the end of our sidewalks stands a mighty tree, a sycamore… and today it had a face on it. (Uh-oh! He’s getting loopy.) Yeah, I know. But I’m not talking about a new Mount Rushmore.

For this tree has a face. You have to look closely, and then you’ll see it. The mouth is in a grimace, the eyes are scrunched half shut, and the nose is wrinkled. I wash I had a photo.

It won’t be there tomorrow, of course. Things like that never are.

Do you know what your trees get up to, when you aren’t looking?

I See It… But You Don’t?

Rubin's vase (sometimes referred to as "The Two Face, One ...

Is it a black vase, or two white faces? Classic optical illusion!

(This post is a preview of my weekly Newswithviews column.)

It was a clear plastic trash bag full of, well, trash. I knew that. But sitting outside today, on my special chair, I saw it as a face. A weird face: big goggly eyes, fishy mouth, shiny silver earring. Look away, look back–and that face was still there.

I asked my wife to take a look. She saw it, too. Same as the face I saw. I also asked my next-door neighbor–and she couldn’t see any kind of face at all. Same information, different results.

Human nature is very hard to understand.