The lonely old barn stands silently watching over the seldom used highway. The snowfall has paused for a moment so I jump out of the big blue truck for a few quick shots. Now, it very well could have been just the wind but I could sworn that I heard a bell jingle. I told myself that it was just an old rusted piece of farm equipment swaying in the breeze inside the old barn and began to compose the next frame. Then the bell jingles from behind me. I turned to look but nothing is there. By now I’m guessing that it’s somebody’s kitty on the lose and the bell keeps it from sneaking up on song birds. I continue to photograph the old barn and listen to the occasional jingle and dingle from the underbrush. I even called out to kitty a few times but no cat ever responded. After all shots had been covered from all of the angles I was starting to get a little chilled and decided to climb back up into the truck. Because only a few feet away from truck I had left the key in the ignition as usual. But when I opened the door my keys were gone! Supposing that I had mindlessly carried them across the road I began searching the snow for my lost keys. The snow would at least make it easier to track myself. As I drew closer to the old barn I heard the jingle bells again. And this time there was a giggle! I poked my head inside the barn expecting to see some mischievous child holding my keys but all I found was a trail of dust leading to a hole in the back of the barn. I raced through the brambles that have overtaken the lot picking scratches and thorns as I ran. By the time I had fought my way to the back of the barn all there was to find was small tracks in the snow leading around the other way. Very small track. This child had to be very short for his age. Rather than fight with more brambles I ran back through the path that I had already trampled. I about halfway through the path when I heard my big blue truck engine start up! I sprinted the rest of the way expecting to see my truck drive off without me but there it was right where I left it. The engine was running and the heater was cranked up too high. But there was nobody there. Having a notion that I probably shouldn’t take anymore chances I got and fastened my seatbelt. I was checking my rearview mirror to back out when I noticed a candy cane hanging from the mirror and the curved pointy hat peeking out over a pile of brush. A pointy hat with a single jingle bell hanging on the tip.
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