High up on a cliff, I looked down to see a mini-man wandering among the rocks on the beach, thinking he was alone and unseen. How often do we find ourselves in a position where we feel alone, private, yet in reality we are being watched? A little bit frightening, that thought. Or perhaps comforting, depending on your viewpoint. It could be a good thing that others can see us – could be there if something untoward were to happen and we needed assistance.
Perhaps the moral of this little story is that although we can feel alone, be alone in our thoughts, we should always behave as if we’re being watched. Don’t do anything you wouldn’t want your mother to find out about.
Today I’d like to nominate Suzicate of The Water Witch’s Daughter. If you wish to play, Suzicate, the rules are that you post a picture a day with a story, fiction or non-fiction, or a poem and nominate one fellow blogger a day to participate.