Tuesday


"There!" she exclaims.  "That spot of light.  We walk to it!  Come on!"

To me, it's arbitrary, but to her, it's a promise, a motion.  I swing my arms and sing, "Gung ho!  To the light we go!"  Looking back, she rolls her eyes at me, but I know she senses my sincerity.  

"Quick, it's changing, the color's going!" I say.  So what does she do?  She spreads her arms, and flies me into the color.

photo by Cody Cobb.

2 comments:

nikolesparks said...

this one just got me. i'm done for. gosh. yes.

Unknown said...

Thank you Heather. I wanted to be in that color. It was so cold in the shadows.

Cody