It was a beautiful day with Owen. At one point he discovered dust motes and was enchanted and tried to catch them. I was telling Jessie about this and she said that she remembered the rainbows from the hanging crystals in the sun room of the house we used to live in when she was a baby.
"It was magic," she said.
Do you know how lucky I am to have a baby around to remind me of the magic of dust motes in the air, illuminated by the late afternoon sun shining through a window?
And all day the hummingbirds sipped from the fire spike in the back yard and the feeder I have set up on the kitchen porch.
Yes. It was a beautiful day.
See... the most simple and beautiful delights for a child are yours too. I love the image of a crystal casting rainbows.
ReplyDeleteIt's the child's eye for detail that helps to remind us of such beauties and makes the world a better place in which to live, Ms Moon.
ReplyDeleteThanks for these beautiful word images.
that boy is so damn cute
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Those little guy types are busy with all of the best stuff.
ReplyDeleteIt was a beautiful and full day here as well. I like those. Tomorrow I rest for a few hours, I hope.
ReplyDeleteQueen Teen is always reminding me of the magic in the world, and for that I am blessed.
ReplyDeleteComing here tonight has been a piece of heaven. The beauty in dust motes, how I've forgotten it.
ReplyDeleteThanks to you (and Owen) for the reminder.
Dust motes -- I adore dust motes. And those little bugs that fly madly in sunlight beams. What are they?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post!
Oh, I know, I know exactly how lucky you are. I can see it clearly from the purgatory between babies and grandbabies!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image of you and Owen dancing in the late afternoon sun as he reaches for the dust fairies drifting in the light. Love you! N2
ReplyDeletethanks for these words ,
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Thanks for the words and the photos - Owen is a cutie. My happiest childhood memories were sparkly with dust motes, laying on the floor in my Grandma's house. Magic, yes. Have a magical day.
ReplyDeleteIt sure sounded like a beautiful day. Owen is so sweet.
ReplyDeleteLove you!
Ellen- I need more crystals and prisms!
ReplyDeleteElisabeth- Why do we forget when we grow up?
Michelle- Well. I think so.
Lisa- Yes. They are.
Syd- Nap today. For you.
Terena- We need these little people so much.
More than they need us, most likely.
Terresa- That's my job!
Elizabeth- I don't know those tiny bugs. But I know about dust motes!
Lunch Buckets- Hang on. Hang in.
N2- And his grandfather was here too!
deb- You are so welcome. Thanks for sharing them with me.
Mel- I hope Owen's memories of me and being here are as good.
Ms. Bastard-Beloved- He is a sweet, sweet boy with a sweet, sweet way about him.
Beautiful day, indeed. I love the many little (big) things they notice.
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