Whenever Im out-of-doors and find myself
wanting to have a first rate think, I fling
myself down on my back, throw my arms and
legs out so that I look like an asterisk,
and gaze at the sky. For the first little
while, Im usually entertained by my "floaters,"
those wormy little strings of protein that
swim to and fro across one's field of vision
like dark little galaxies.
from: Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie
by: Alan Bradley
Sweet days at the park in the spring in the company of precious babies!!....nothing better!!!




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