Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Bubbles

While sitting on my sister Paula's deck, in the warm sunshine, I heard children's bubbly laughter and soon saw bubbles floating up over the roof of the school which sits below her house.

I'm sure those children didn't know they were bringing joy to a restless soul.

I'm going to try harder to live a happy life and spread the joy around.

You never know who might catch it.

4 comments:

anniesgoathill said...

Hi There -

Wouldn't it be nice to be light like a bubble, or like a child perhaps? Never too concerned with much of anything, but just being a kid?

I wouldn't want to turn the clock back, but capturing a bit of it, I agree with you!

Paula said...

Ever since you told me of the bubbles, I just keep picturing them billowing up from the school. I hope your soul is a bit less restless now, but if not, you know where my deck is...

lisa said...

Bubbles defiantly make you feel bubbly!!

Twisted Fencepost said...

It's the simplest things in life that bring us the most joy.
And the hardest thing to remember, till they come floating up out of nowhere.
I'm a little restless myself. I need some bubbles.