by Teresa Lynn
There is a corner coming into my neighborhood that for some reason always has a pothole. Two or three times a year it gets filled in, but always within a few weeks, the pothole is back. If you don’t give wide berth on that corner, you’ll get the jarring experience of a wheel in the crater.
Naturally, folks in the neighborhood don’t like the pothole. It’s unsightly, but that’s not what most people have against it. They’re more put out with the fact that you have to slow way down to miss the hole but still make the turn. I admit I felt the same way for a long time.
Then one day as I approached that corner after a rain, I saw two mallards, a male, and a female, at the edge of the pothole. They were taking turns getting a drink. I stopped the car and watched for several moments until they drank their fill and waddled away.
Not long after that, while the pothole still held water, I saw a squirrel drinking from it. Squirrels are nothing uncommon, no matter where you live, but that was the first time in my half a century of living I’d ever seen one getting a drink. The same day, a grackle bathed in the hole.
I began to think that maybe the pothole wasn’t such a bad thing after all. Then I remembered that this is Texas; drought-prone country. When it was no longer a puddle but merely a wheel-catcher, what good would the hole be?
The answer came several days later. The rain had all dried up, even in the ruts and ditches. Driving out of my neighborhood, I glanced down and saw a post lizard sunning itself. Down in the pothole, it was safe from passing vehicles.
Now, I make it point to see what’s at the pothole whenever I pass. Often, there’s nothing. But sometimes I’m surprised by a chance encounter with nature. That wouldn’t happen if I didn’t have to slow down and pay attention. Wonder what I’d see if I slowed down and paid attention all the time?
Teresa Lynn is a writer and editor with a background in journalism. She has written for a range of publications and authored two books under her own name, as well as ghostwriting several works. In 2014, Teresa helped establish Tranquility Press, where she now provides all types of editorial services. She blogs at http://henscratches.blogspot.com/.
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arielazucker says
Amazing what we can see when we slow down and open our eyes.
Thanks for the reminder 🙂
Linda Hoye says
Perfect! I love this, Teresa. The magic is always to be found in the slowing down and paying attention. Thanks for the reminder.
Patricia Roop Hollinger says
So often the potholes in our lives force us to stop and pay attention. A divorce in my life was a pothole that was not supposed to ever happen to me. However, it ultimately led me to finish my college education which then led to a career of 23 years that I loved.
sara etgen-baker says
Teresa–I enjoy how you found value in the pothole. I think we all have potholes or perceived potholes that often look quite different if we can slow down just a bit. Thanks for sharing
Mary Jo Doig says
Such a moving story to remind us to truly “see.” Thanks so much, Teresa!
bettymccreary7347 says
Teresa,
Your blog on the pothole has stayed with me. Kept meaning to let you know how much I loved it. It is one more reminder to look at things from a different perspective. Thanks for writing this!