simple / pleasure

T- Nikon / L - Nikon

...
Lips are pursed,
A gentle breath
Gives birth
To another
Gem of wonder -

A Bubble,
A Child’s rainbow globe;
Tenuous, momentary,
But a dream
Of beautiful fragility
That captivates
A sense of wonder.
-Paul Holmes

I switched the order of our photos today because it's the way it occurred.
I came home yesterday and it looked like a child had been at my house. Taylor and her friend apparently had some childhood fun blowing bubbles. / I couldn't help picking up that little yellow pipe myself and blowing some. We're never really too old to enjoy this simple pleasure are we? I hope you let the child in you come out to play this holiday weekend. Happy 4th to all.

a transport of delight

solo post -L, iphone/Nikon

30 minutes later – from high heels and a skirt to flip flops and jeans. After being indoors all day long – not even out for lunch – I couldn't wait to get home and take a walk around the yard and then relax on the deck with my earl grey tea. The drive home was delightful – the windows open, breathing in the sweet scent of honeysuckle and feeling the cool breeze and warm sun on my skin. This week I'm enjoying the slower commute home in traffic. It gives me more time to smell the fragrance of summer. There are certain scents that transport me right back to childhood and I'm enjoying that flight – I think specifically it's the honeysuckle that does it. I remember carefully breaking the end with my finger nails and slowing pulling the end out, gathering that tiny little droplet of sweet nectar on my tongue.
I think tonight T is being transported back to childhood in a different way. She has a friend over and they're watching old Disney movies – Fox & the Hound, Dumbo, Aladdin, Jungle Book, etc. As I sit here typing it gives me pleasure to hear the gentle talk and laughter, even singing (the deep voice of his and higher voice of T – "A whole new world...") in the other room as they watch the movies together. It makes me smile.