A Matter of Interpretation

Me: Some days all you can do is gaze in wonder.

Nell: Here we go.

Me: The world is such a beautiful place.

Nell: Yes, it certainly is.

Me: And we are so lucky to live where we do.

Nell: We are.

Me: We should stop and appreciate it more often.

Nell: We should.

Me: That’s why I love this photo.

Nell: I see.

Me: You dogs and Kev simply taking a moment to appreciate the beauty all around you.

Nell: We’re actually thinking about the annoying no dogs allowed on the big beach rule and wondering if we might walk through anyway.

Me: Oh, well that makes this photo feel quite different.

Nell: Yes, it does.

Me: More like gazing at something you cannot have.

Nell: Quite.

Me: So near and yet so far.

Nell: Absolutely.

Me: I prefer my gazing in wonder explanation.

Nell: So do I. It’s Sunday after all. A day of giving thanks.

Me: Yes.

Nell: David is gazing in wonder at a pile of bacon sandwiches.

Me: Hasn’t he had breakfast yet?

Nell: Only his first breakfast. A small bowl of cereal to get him through to second breakfast.

Me: Why does Dave have two breakfasts on Sundays?

Nell: What do you mean? We all have two breakfasts on Sundays.

Me: I don’t.

Nell: Yes, you do.

Me: I just have my morning cereal as usual.

Nell: What about the bacon sandwich you always enjoy after Sunday Songs?

Me: That’s elevenses.

Nell: Is that what you call it?

Me: Yes.

Nell: So, it’s all a matter of interpretation then isn’t it?

Me: I suppose it is.

Nell: Except we both know that you have two breakfasts on Sunday and elevenses is never more than a biscuit and a cup of tea.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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