It all started when someone started seeing creatures in the sky. At night. As in “That’s a crab, and hey, there are two fishes. Wow! A lion and some scales.” Meaning that we ‘see’ things in the shapes that stars, clouds and even a piece of cheese on toast make in our imagination.
Ours is the above piccy of Christmas lights in our garden. (Click to make it bigger.) Me and Mrs P are arguing about its meaning. (Ignore the right-hand bit — those lights are on a different tree.)
I think it’s a ‘sign’ of southern Europe — there’s Spain on the left with Gibraltar at the bottom, a bit bigger than it should be and Italy in the middle not quite sticking its toe into the Med.
Mrs P argues that it’s Australia, albeit a mirror image with Tasmania on the left, not the right.
And it augers what? A holiday in Spain or one in Oz? It’s more likely to be Andalucia than the outback.