Do you know what creeps me out in a garden?
Faces molded into the sides of containers. Faces in stepping stones. Faces attached to heads that just sit in the garden, sans bodies. Faces attached to trees. Faces that get mounted on walls.
I feel like I’m being watched by those faces.
And there are enough neighbors and rabbits watching me that I don’t need to add to that feeling with a bunch of other faces.
The only faces I want to see in my garden are on the pansies and violas.
But I don’t always get what I want.
The other day, I looked at the big boulder that sits in my vegetable garden and gasp, I saw a face in it.
See the lips? See the dents where the eyes would be? Is that not a face? Don’t you see it? Squint a bit and you’ll see what I mean.
I feel like I’m being watched.