My Walkabout

The garden maze was laid out perfectly before the Giant’s eyes.

 

Little gnome houses could be seen, the tricky parts not so tricky after all for the ugly and lumber some beast.

 

Yet he enters regardless….

The Giant pretends he is a Little, no higher than the garden walls, and wanders with such pretense. He finds little gnome houses full of tiny furniture and gnome families making evening food preparations.

Around and around the Giant goes, delighting in the intricacies of the garden maze. To pretend is to let his beastly mind wander in creativity, and to do that is to be free.

He lets out a loud, jovial laugh as he finds his way out of the maze. The gnomes scamper and hide at the sound of this intruder….

 

then return to their evening activities once the Giant is gone.