Wednesday, November 17, 2010

365 Days, Day 163

"Will you walk into my parlour?"

Said the spider to a fly:

"Tis the prettiest little parlour

That ever you did spy."

(Mary Howitt)

Everything that deceives may be said to enchant (Plato)


1. To cause to seem more appealing or pleasant: a sentimental treatment that sugercoats a harsh reality.

Our little strawberry plant was sugar-coated with frost in the early morning. It looked like its little hairs were standing up.

When Ariel was little when she noticed one day that I had goose bumps, she said, “Oh look mommy: your fur is waking up!” So the strawberry plant’s fur was definitely waking up (from the cold). And the deception that was created by the frost was certainly enchanting…

Last year the Winter Wonderland of snow here in the UK was definitely enchanting and deceiving. It looked so beautiful out, covered in pretty white snow. Hmm, the cold was lurking in wait to bite your exposed skin. And the ice was quite treacherous to the unwary. As careful as I was, in a momentary loss of concentration, I slipped and fell with a crash to the ground.

So lesson no. 5673: Beware of the sugar-coatings in Life!

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