There's a place on the UWGB campus where the buildings form an oddly shaped 'U', and on one of the sides, there is a cafe area with big windows that face other parts of the building so you can see other people eating at tables across the way.
The wind likes to play there.
You think I'm kidding?
You should have seen the twirling! It was crazy.
But every once in a while it would stop and almost look in the windows, almost like it was scoping out who had the best lunch. I was eating tuna salad on crackers. Very unimpressive as far as lunches go. And I think the wind agreed, so I didn't offer to share.
I kind of felt sympathy with fish in aquariums who are simply trying to eat their lunch, while strange shapes swirl around the outside of their glass trying to catch a glimpse of something.
Ever read 'The Fish' by Elizabeth Bishop? It is a beautiful poem, and for some reason sitting on the inside of the glass reminded me of it. Strange, I know. But this is a blog that very few, if any, people read, so I guess I'm allowed my moments.
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