Friday, December 12, 2008
Don't ya just love how kids can pretend anything? Hard to say what this pumpkin has become, but certainly not the normal garden variety. It was probably glowing last night, or sporting Cinderella in her glass slippers.
I love how the line between fairly tale and everyday life is whisper thin. Pretend is just below the surface like rosy cheeks that become full and sweet with cold winter air, like the warm steam of their breath on cold mornings that puffs out as they run. One unexpected move and the world is all a fairytale.
Makes the loveliest version of myself suddenly appear.