Many days I feel like blogging, but when I sit down at the computer my thoughts jump around like a bag of microwave popcorn. I try to find the most interesting kernel of info....but everything I do and think seems to be white fluff. And I don't want to write fluff. I want to dazzle you with my life and deep thoughts. I'm reminded of Pride and Prejudice when Lizzie and (hunky) Darcy are FINALLY dancing together and she remarks:
"-- We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak, unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room, and be handed down to posterity with all the eclat of a proverb.''
I mean, I AM putting something down in writing...something anyone could read. Shouldn't it be amazing? Shouldn't it make the reader pause and think?
Well, the other day I was pushing my baby in the swing, as she watched her shadow on the ground going back and forth along with her - she reached out to it. It was so sweet, reaching her chubby little arm as far as she could. And I thought...that should mean something. If I were profound I could find some philosophical meaning in that: Reaching for a shadow or not grasping what she reaches out for or and when she finally reached etc....
But I couldn't. So I took her out of the swing and let her slide.
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4 comments:
I like your fluff. All kernels and no fluff would make Shannon's blog dull. Kernel when you need to but keep that fluff coming!
But sometimes the best poetry just lets you "feel" it and reach your own deep thoughts. Baby in the swing watching and reaching out for her shadow - thanks for sharing that sweet image!!
Love this post :)
Just the fact that you felt the moment, noticed the reaching, pondered her swinging is much more than a kernel.
Definitely a sweet salty piece of enjoyable kettle corn.
You are great!
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