The summer storm rolls in with a wind that breaks the branch. There will be clean-up, but for now the slight drop in temperature brings a smile that surpasses the dread.
The power flickers and I glance at her face, knowing what is coming.
Her eyes are round, her smile big.
Her eyes are round, her smile big.
Do you think the power will go out, Mama? Oh, I hope so.
Anticipation and excitement.
Anticipation and excitement.
Candles and oil lamps and board games.
Her sisters felt it, my sisters and I felt it. I sometimes now feel it.
The dream of living in another time and place.
My list continues . . .
electricity
indoor plumbing
cell phones
computers
crock pot
washing machine
central air
cable and choices
dishwasher
But with all of this knowledge and convenience did we lose something?
Did we leave something behind?
Do we neglect?
My list continues . . .
board games
reading out loud
tent-making
early to bed
early to rise
rocking babies
I Spy
walks in the park
evening baths
cloud watching
naps
tickles
magic shows
legos
magic shows
legos
My list, #129-151.
