The other day a friend of mine said to me sarcastically, “Ain’t that a plate of sunshine,” in response to my description of a horrible day. I began to think, what the hell is a plate of sunshine anyway? After ponding the statement on my way home from work, I placed a white plate with water in it out on the deck railing behind my house. Standing back a few feet from the plate, I begin to move around the deck until I saw the reflection of the sun on the plate of water. The blinding, painful sun forced my eyes to close and I thought to myself, now, that is a plate of sunshine! Maybe my friend shouldn’t have been so sarcastic.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Plate of Sunshine
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