Beach Balls In Cornfields

Don't you agree that the things that  involve an element of surprise or wonder, usually tend to be the most interesting? I love the unexpected, but mostly only in nature. It's not as visually appealing  when people are involved.  Although, the adage about judging a book by it's cover comes to mind. But, I'm learning the older I get , the more peoples' covers tell their stories and I'm not that surprised.  The stories I wished I hadn't wasted the time reading and the ones I wonder how the hell they got  published in the first place. Then there are those, that seem vaguely familiar. You want to believe it's a new story, but the more you read, the more you realize you've read it before. That cover jacket just  slipped you up. You were duped. It doesn't matter though, because they got your money. That's usually how the story goes.
 So, without a photo, you'll just have to use your imagination. Imagine two   rubber beach  balls, with all their shiny colors  in the middle of a crispy golden cornfield.. This is what I saw the other day driving to  town.  An  image that stuck with me throughout the day.   Something so misplaced,and contrasted just begged for a caption.  But, we get a lot of wind here   in the middle of nowhere and lots of people have those above ground pools. The strangeness of it explained away and dismissed. Yet still, I can't shake the image.   Some things I feel that  I am only meant to notice. They may not make sense at the time. I mull them over and over until they do. 
It's my nature.
Beach balls in cornfields.