I’m not sure whether this snail does the hula when we are not looking, but the idea that she might, is enough. I think that maybe this kind of seeing with childlike eyes and imagination never left me except during the years at university when I stopped enjoying reading. Afterwards, when I got ill, it was a few years before I was cognitively well enough to read, and I still cannot do it for very long at all. But losing myself in other worlds, whether reading or writing them, or seeing them all around me, has been a saving grace. Not being able to watch tv or cope with hardly any sensory input, has made my inner world and outer seeing, much more lively and abundant. Everything has become gift.
text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017