Thursday

Secret: Cloud Parade




















As August and I do our small nature walk through the park, I point out the nests in the trees above us and she points out the ants on the ground below. We remind each other its time to be still and stay quiet, "Its nature time".

Long ago, when trapped in a small town among the pines, I showed her how to pick up sticks, pine cones and rocks by picking up sticks, pine cones and rocks. Now she does this all the time and while it's something all children do, she didn't start until that day and has ever since.

We sit and watch a squirrel and entertain a duck with singing, toss rocks into the pond and look at the reflection of the clouds as they pass. "Its a cloud parade!" she squeals. I take notice.  How funny because years and years ago I watched clouds passing over my hammock on a lazy Saturday afternoon and called it a cloud parade. There was no around to share it. I took a photo...August 8, 2009. She was there, a tiny egg of a possibility. She's my 40 year old egg and I was only 38 then. She repeated what I said that day. A little secret, no one could possibly know except her? I'm just tickled by it, a
reminder to me of days long ago spent longing for this exact little human beside me.

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