He once showed me what he thought looked like a well defined silhouette of a horse produced by rust on a piece of metal, and once having pointed it out to me the resemblance was obvious.
Some likenesses he points out are well defined, others a closer look reveals what he saw all along.
Like the photos above of a rock – there’s so many rocks along a river bank people tend to see the forest and not the individual tree.
Grandfather sees in edition to a rock a buffalo calf’s face – if you look you can see the general shape, the eye, and even nostrils.
This ability to look beyond the norm, to not take something for granted, has been adopted by his grandchildren who consider it to be something of a game – as young as they are and with the unfettered imagination so common to little ones you sometimes have to just nod your head in agreement – other times finding yourself amazed at their perception.
There’s a poem by William Blake titled Auguries of Innocence I read years ago the first few lines of which come to mind:
“to see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in flower – hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour.”
I don’t recall the rest of it but I believe both grandfather and his grandchildren have this ability, an ability we could all probably use a little more of.