Sunday, June 28, 2009
Sunday evenings are so nice in the summertime. No one is stressed about going back to school the next morning. No need to feel rushed. No worries.
Tonight, Finn and Stella and I all played with bubbles on the back deck. As I watched the bubbles float up and up and up, I thought about many things.
1. I wondered what it would be like to feel weightless and free. That is always a nice thought.
I have always envied anything that can fly. When I was very young, I got to travel a lot. I
loved being in an airplane. My Daddy used to say, "You are doing something up here that no
one down there can do." Flying was sooo much fun when I was a child. I still love it, I just
don't have the chance very often anymore.
2. I then thought about the shape of the bubbles. I love circles. Perfectly round. Never ending.
Cycle of life. I then made a mental list of circles I love: bubbles,eyes, m&ms, coins, buttons, beads,
clocks, perfect little scoops of ice cream, tea cups, fine china, sunflowers, daisies, and round
3. My thoughts drifted on and I started to think about how far a bubble can travel before it pops. I wonder if a bubble has ever floated a mile or more. I tried to pick a bubble in each batch to follow until it popped. Some of them vanished so far up in the sky that I couldn't tell if they popped or if they were still there but just out of sight.
A busy weekend, but a great Sunday night.
A wonderful end to a wonderful week. So far, 40 looks very promising!