But, if I'm walking around this pasture looking for a cow during calving season and just happen to look at it from the right angle it looks exactly like a dead, bloated cow. And, it continues to look like a dead cow until you get a little closer to it. Every time it fools me, I grit my teeth and start thinking about getting the bulldozer and bulldozing the heck out of it.
Then, I remember that it's a cool looking rock that has been out there forever and will still be out there getting more and more interesting looking for a long time after I'm long gone, and if anyone else is looking for their cattle in that pasture in the future their hearts will also skip a beat when they look at that rock from the wrong angle.
So, that rock gets a stay of execution until the next time it fools me, when I swear at it for a while and start thinking about bulldozing it into oblivion.
All that probably has something to do with the cycle of life, the duality of man, or some other highfalutin philosophical meaning, but all I know is that that rock is both worth protecting and irritates me to no end at times.