And then, I
found this note from home… my mother staying in touch…
<< Sitting
in the sunshine. Marvellous walks with
your nephew Kyle. These are good.
We stop and look
and discover. Walks that include around
and about the neighbourhood. Kyle
finding a friend! Name is Ryan. Found him by adventuring along the path
beside our garden, over the compost heap, through a hole in the fence, into
foreign territory, and then Ryan's backyard.
What courage! What
excitement! There's hammering and
building and digging now. A hole to Thailand. Swings and other important things to discuss.
The summer has
slipped by. The large, exciting clouds
have returned and the nights are again cool.
I heard geese as they flew over last evening. Kyle and I chose long walks in the mud flats,
puddling along the river, looking for crayfish, turning stones, laughing as we
got soaked standing in the current. Once
we saw a garter snake take to the water, keeping its head up. Escaping us because we tried to catch
it. Kyle's first sight of a snake.
One's vision of
the world turns again to the tiny things with small children. Bugs!
Bright pebbles! Seeds that form
in so many ways! Spiders that spin not
just one kind of web! Grasshoppers that
fly as well as jump! Crickets! The discovery of big rocks! Kyle splits them to seek the treasure inside
and loads himself with different weights and sizes and colours...>>
I wonder if my
insanity set in when I gave up attention to detail.
Or our insanity
set in when we gave up on the universe in a grain of sand.
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