I assumed from the outset that it was the Chinese symbol for wood, although I didn’t know why. It just seemed right for some reason.
Today, as part of the reparation work following the demolition of my greenhouse, I hung it on the corner of the new bird table, there to tinkle its quiet little tune to the birdies and the plants growing underneath. And while I was at it I thought I’d Google ‘Chinese symbols’ to finally establish what it meant. Lo and behold, it’s the symbol for ‘tree’ or ‘wood.’
‘Ah,’ I thought, ‘how interesting. How could I have known that?’
My first thought was that it was a distant memory from a past life. My second was that I’m psychic. My third was ‘Maybe it’s because it looks like a tree…’
Mmm. Life just turned dull again.