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Weird image last night. I was thinking about the expression “what goes around, comes around” with particular reference to having Guest Posts and interviews on my blog. Not that I expect the favor to be returned. Because I don’t. But a teeny, tiny part of me still holds out hope for a hyperlink to my blog. Is that sad or what?

The image that came to me just as I was falling asleep was associated with Ecclesiastes 11:1 in the Old Testament: “Cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.” I confess, I always thought that a tad stupid - the bread would sink, not float. And certainly wouldn’t come back to you, “after many days” or ever. As soon as I said that to myself, though, I had a vision (bear with me, not that kind of vision!) of geese.

There’s a lake just south of us where the Canadien Geese used to rest during migration. Only they don’t migrate any more. Too many folks have “tossed them bread,” you know, “on the water?” The nasty creatures got used to it and now they longer leave. They just hang out waiting to be fed.

So the picture formed by my mind was this: toss your bread upon the waters, some goose is sure to snap it up, and a few days later the goose will be ready for trapping and eating. Certainly a goose dinner would be a healthy return on your investment of a few crumbs!

[I suppose I should mention that here, as well as elsewhere, feeding of the geese is now strictly prohibited. One step on the slippery, green, goose-pooped walkway will tell you why.]

[no, the title of this post does not have a typo in it]