What is it I miss everyday because with age and routine I don't see that brooms can 'rake' leaves? Tomorrow I will try to see with her eyes and recapture the wonder of everyday things. Things like my dog - he can shake hands! The baby calf running in the pasture - all legs and awkward newness! As I drive to work - how does the traffic light know it's my turn to go? I know there are electronics and gizmos and such but it's fun to just pretend it knows that I am there and would change - just for me. Silly, yet simple. The delight of people we can watch, the stories we can concoct in our brains and perhaps, just perhaps you will rake leaves with something exciting like --- a broom.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Raking Leaves With Grandma's Broom
What is it I miss everyday because with age and routine I don't see that brooms can 'rake' leaves? Tomorrow I will try to see with her eyes and recapture the wonder of everyday things. Things like my dog - he can shake hands! The baby calf running in the pasture - all legs and awkward newness! As I drive to work - how does the traffic light know it's my turn to go? I know there are electronics and gizmos and such but it's fun to just pretend it knows that I am there and would change - just for me. Silly, yet simple. The delight of people we can watch, the stories we can concoct in our brains and perhaps, just perhaps you will rake leaves with something exciting like --- a broom.
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