Since Robert’s driftwood, “Jeff” was talking to him, I thought I would share this image that spoke to me as well. Now I might well be hallucinating since I am on pain meds for a bad neck, but I swear this image kept saying “talk to the hand” in some attempt to get me to converse with my computer screen. I have been on the couch most of the day, so I reached into my library to find this image, it was shot in Montana one foggy day. The atmosphere is spooky and this old tree stump had a mysterious form to it. It reminded me of some kind of anthropomorphic hand, perhaps from a Tim Burton film.