A few days ago I took the kids and a couple of their friends to our little lake to fish and hunt for frogs. It was the ideal autumn day... warm with just a hint of chilly breeze every now and then.
The smell of the leaves was crisp in the air.
Down by the creek we had the perfect background music.
The kids were so happy and joyful. There were no electronic devices, no squabbling over who's turn it is on the computer, just the simple unmarred beauty of the lake and innocence of childhood.
I thought that if I could just bottle up the day, the smells, the sounds, the peace; if only I had that to open up and live again whenever life became too much, when it all seemed hopeless...
But then I realized that if I could make any rough day so wonderful, it would no longer be wonderful. I would not be able to appreciate those rare glimpses of my own utopia. And so, I have only my pictures, and my memory to relive that special day... And it is enough.
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