In a time of instant entertainment (TV, 3-D movies, etc..) my daughter lives in the world of her imagination. She rides invisible horses, has a pet rhino, converses with imaginary friends, and locks invisible doors. One day after I left our tea party, I returned to a very upset little girl. With hands on her hips and an angry glare, she said "you broke my door," I had walked through her invisible door. My daughter reminds me to slow down, smell the flowers and always believe in fairies.
Friday, August 16, 2013
Through California
Jaqui is taking the first driving shift. We passed a brush fire in Beaumont but fortunately it was on the opposite side of the freeway. As the smell of smoke entered the car all I could think about was "man I can't wait for some official BBQ in Texas!" I don't think it would be right to drive through Texas without eating some sort of BBQ'd meat. Oh I will dream about that smoked meat as I nap through the rest of California. The picture doesn't due the smoke much justice but there was tons of it.
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