A Picture Worth 1000 Words...Actually just 305 Words.

It’s true -- “A Picture Can Be Worth 1,000 Words” and … a picture can also cause a curious mind like mine to ponder a truckload of questions too!

Let me explain what I mean ...

My sister is redecorating the master bathroom in her home. They've lived in this house for about eight years and she’s hated the look of this bathroom ever since they moved in. Like some of the other rooms it was very dated! It had wallpaper with huge blue flowers and she is not a flowery type of gal. She and her husband both prefer a more contemporary style. As anyone, who’s redecorated a house knows, it can be a slow process, when you have to do the work yourself. Since they moved in they've given every room a new look and it has finally come down to their bathroom.

The blue floral wallpaper is gone and the walls are now a rich, warm brown! The four very dated mirror closet doors have been replaced with nice panel doors. New light fixtures are going up and new cabinet doors are ordered.

She has finally gotten down to the fun part … deciding on the artwork and other wall embellishments. This is the part we both like to share in. We’re fortunate that we live near each other and like helping each other with projects like this. After searching for just the right piece to go on the largest wall in the room … the piece that sets the overall feel of the room … she found the perfect picture. It was down to a couple of large pictures; one of a woman in a tub and one of two small boats by the seashore. The colors are perfect and coordinate with the bedroom. She emailed me the two finalists. We went back and forth with thoughts and comments, as decorators do. The decision was made. The winner was the all serene two boats on the seashore setting (shown above).

The next day I was closely looking at the winning picture again and considering how feelings of serenity come over you when you really contemplate the scene. The picture will be hung on a wall next to the soaking tub. I was imagining relaxing peacefully in the tub in warm lavender fragrant water and gazing at the picture. All of sudden my questioning, curious mind shattered my restful tranquil thoughts. Darn my curiosity!

Where are the occupants of these two boats? What happened to them? How did those boats get there? The boats are not anchored in any way...will they drift away? How will the occupants be able to leave or do they want the boats to vanish?

So, I, jokingly emailed these thoughts to my sister and she replied with “hey don’t spook me, I just ordered the picture.” I replied back with the “A Picture Can Be Worth 1,000 Words” comment and went on with this story. By then I had to run with the whole idea. After all, inquiring minds have to know these important things.

The scene opens with sounds of sea waves splashing and soft romantic, slightly mysterious music starts low and volume increases briefly and then fades just as the mist rolls in over the sea.

Two lovers, having been separated for some time, missing each other tremendously, row two small crafts to a remote island. The sea gods must be in their favor for the timing is such they arrive at the exact same time. In their anticipated eagerness to be with each other, they forget how exhausted from all the rowing they are. They quickly jump from the boats and embrace with flagrant passion. They express their hearts to each other. After the initial contact, hand in hand these two, once lonesome lovers, begin a stroll along the beach. Anchoring the boats never entered their minds. They walk and talk and dream of their future together for hours, pausing once in awhile for a simple kiss or to pick up seashells to add to their collection.

After, what they consider, a too brief encounter, they heartbreakingly realize their time together is drawing to an end. They admit they must depart from each other and make their way back to their arrival point. But, where are the boats? They look at each other questioningly and then like a light bulb going on, they know what happened. They didn't secure the boats upon their arrival. With slight guilty feelings they fix their eyes upon each other and smile sheepishly. Realizing they can’t leave the island they simply walk away together, hand in hand. And, like Scarlett, in Gone With The Wind they say … “We’ll think about that tomorrow for ... Tomorrow is Another Day.”

Music fades as sea sounds swell and then fades away just as the mist envelopes the shoreline and the in-love couple disappear in the mist.

I guess some would say I've seen one too many romantic movies, I prefer to think that I have an imagination and when I can keep my imagination active I don’t get bored with life and will hopefully always be fun to be around. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.