Friday, October 19, 2018
I took Lucy for a walk this evening after supper. The sun had set but it was still light out. The two boys from next door happened to be walking to the park as well. They're six and eight I think and they spent the whole walk yelling at each other and then trying to strangle each other. There was a lot of, "You're a liar Liam!", which Liam ignored and just continued to outdistance his little brother. There were complaints and arguments about foot ware, gumboots versus flip flops and then they were out of earshot.
I don't remember a single conversation that I had when I was either six or eight years old. Things that seemed so important at the time, life and death important, fall away and are forgotten. Which makes me wonder why I get my knickers in such a twist about things that happen everyday when obviously they will only become part of the past. And why don't I enjoy right now more?
The evening was beautiful. The weather has warmed up, the skies have cleared and I get to enjoy my walks again. The trees are naked now but the leaves are not gone yet, just moved to the ground and changed color for me to enjoy a second time. I love looking at naked trees, seeing their bones, they are such lovely beings.