Today is day four of the Seven Wonderful Sins celebration, and the focus today is on ENVY - but with a twist to keep it fun!
Envy is something I generally don’t perceive as wonderful. While I rarely feel jealous, I do occasionally have pangs of envy: wanting to have what they have (without taking it away from them). Which isn’t the greatest feeling in the world. What I am, though, is upfront with myself about how I am feeling and what I’m going to do about it. Intrapersonal communication is just as important as the interpersonal
When it comes to photographing the wonderful side of envy, I asked Demeter to help me out – and we had a lot of fun telling a tale …
There are click-throughs on all images – don’t miss out!
Once there was a bounteous woman and her very best friend, a little green snake. Together they wandered the world, enjoying everything that nature had to offer. They both particularly enjoyed nibbling on tart red apples whenever they found them, and the woman would always gather them up whenever she found them.
In their favourite glade they often drowsed the afternoon away, keeping out of the hot sun as they soaked in a shady pond. By dropping the apples in the water, they stayed chill and extra-tasty.
One afternoon they were awakened by an insidious hissing from above. “Why do you have it? I want it. Give it to me. It should be mine!” A large snake slithered down from a branch above them, sliding swiftly closer.
“You can’t have her!” hissed the little green snake fiercely. “She’s my friend, not dinner. If you try to eat her I shall have to attack you!”
“Foolish creature,” retorted the boa constrictor – for that is what it was – approaching ever closer. “It’sss not her I want.”
The woman, terrified, faced the constrictor. “You can’t have my friend either. I will stomp on you before I let that happen!”
The large snake bared his fangs. “An even more foolish idea. There isss no meal there – and I have no need of a ssservant.”
“Then what isss it you want?” hissed the small snake. “The pond? We can share that – there’sss enough room for usss all.” The woman nodded in agreement.
“No,” the large snake replied, reaching the pond and raising its head. “I want what should be mine. Only mine. The applesss!”
With a triumphant hiss, it struck. With a terrified shriek, the woman and the small snake fled the pool.
The constrictor gobbled down the apple it had obtained, then slithered back to the pool and grabbed the next one, crushed it and gulped it down.
Eventually ten apples were stuffed down the snake’s gullet and it could eat no more. The remainder bobbed in the pool, taunting it with round red desirability.
But the snake was full and remained full for days – and no more apples would fit! The remaining apples went rotten before the boa could eat them. The woman and her small green friend never returned to the glade, so more apples were ever brought there.
The large snake was alone – and there were no more apples, ever.
Sometimes, as it hung from its tree over the pond, it wondered if they would have shared – if it had simply thought to ask.