Last week Chieko and Ray went over to our local community center to borrow some Japanese children’s books from the library there. I was thumbing through them tonight, seeing which I am capable of reading to Ray, when I stumbled across this awesomely freakish picture in one of them. The book is titled ‘Carrot,’ and is a wonderful piece of propaganda aimed at convincing children that carrots are delicious and worthwhile. Apparently this author’s books are known for their cool/scary illustrations. Hence, a cute monkey, eating a carrot, with crazy teeth.
Speaking of scary, as I was falling asleep last night I had a pretty intense nightmare. I don’t get nightmares often, but this one woke me up. I was back home on Cape Cod, and I was driving home with Ray and my grandmother in the car. I entered my parents neighborhood and noticed and ambulance at a neighbor’s house. I continued on, but remember feeling concern for the neighbors. In real life, my parents live across the street from a cranberry bog, in the corner of which there is a small pond that serves as a reservoir to flood the bog in the fall, when the cranberries are picked. Back in my dream, as I rounded the corner leading to the house and the bog came into sight, I saw several other ambulances and other vehicles parked on the edge of the bog next to the pond. As I approached the driveway my parents came running out towards the pond. I parked and also made my way across the street. There was a lot of activity around the pond, and appeared to be divers in the water. Somehow I ended up on the edge of the water, caught up in the muck. On the other side of the pond, which was only about 50 feet away, a white-faced figure suddenly lunged up from below the water and climbed up into the bog. I remember being startled by the appearance of this thing. I was the only one around suddenly. Before I could watch it any more, another one of these people/creatures/ghosts surfaced just a few feet from me. It looked at me, sunk back below the water, and started coming my way. I could see the cloudy white figure approaching below the water and tried to get back up on solid ground, but as I mentioned I was mired in the muck. I remember feeling scared as this thing got close to me, and just be for it got me I was woken up by my own strong exhalation of breath. It was pretty wild — definitely scary but also kind of thrilling.
In other news, it’s raining again, Ray is endlessly amused by his feet, and it’s difficult to take clear pictures one-handed with a baby sitting on your stomach.