Friday, October 30, 2009

Fonzie Dreams


Old Fonzie on a chill Fall evening in Ft. Harrington, 2009. He may be dreaming; he may be dreaming of his old friends, long gone; he may be dreaming of the orange no-tail, or of his protector and mentor, Oolie.

Or he may be dreaming of dinner. Hard to tell.

He is solitary among a houseful of animals; he is gregarious in a home that has many visitors; he is slippery among the dimensions.

He is simple. He is not simple. He is who he is.

5 comments:

Cobalt in CT said...

What a great picture! He looks so relaxed and peaceful.

Nostalgic for the Pleistocene said...

Fonzie is, i think, a master of the fine art of life.

ronnie said...

He is wonderful.

Xtreme English said...

I'm going to put this picture on my desktop in the spirit of zen....

Sherwood Harrington said...

He is addled, you know. Officially diagnosed and certified by none other than the Black Freighter.

But when he's unconscious I guess that doesn't apply. Maybe.