Who hasn’t had the fantasy of being carried away by a flock of colorful balloons, floating above the world you know on a bumping and squeaking cloud of joy?
What joy carries you up out of your ordinary existence?
4 thoughts on “Up and Away”
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Joy almost unbounded comes to me when I see a butterfly swishing by or leisurely going from bloom to bloom, gathering refreshment. I watch it until it departs for other opportunities. Knowing that most butterflies have a short life makes the chance encounter even more beautiful and joyous for me. There must be some reason for butterflies to bring wonderment to us. Once, a long time ago, the young boy and his sister up the street had a monarch that sat on her hand for a long time so that we could watch it and take its photo.
It used to be listening to the Seattle Chamber Music Society on the lovely grounds of Lakeside School.
While we were living elsewhere, this group has moved downtown and, typical of the new overblown Seattle, has quadrupled the price. If you were listening for free on a blanket on the grass, it’s done worse than that.
Butterflies remind me of the Monarchs that used to fill the sky when I lived in New York.
One year I was in the process of planning to travel to Canada to study. Before that, the Monarchs were fluttering South through our Midwest city. Then as soon as I arrived in Ontario, I saw some Monarchs still traveling south. Later, the next Canadian Summer before I left to return to the US, lo and behold, there were the grandchildren Monarchs, returning north. They are world travelers, certainly!