We live in a valley. It's beautiful here. We have vineyards and trees everywhere and our city is surrounded by hills. I forget to see it sometimes. I just see the traffic in front of me, the mess in my car, the jammed parking lots. Sometimes it takes a fresh eye.
We're riding in the car and we turn a corner and behind a building emerges the horizon. The sky, the hills, the trees, and my 3 year old gasps. "Look Emily!"
Emily looks around. "What? What is it?"
Cali gives a contented, awestruck sigh and says
"the whole world"
3 years old and so profound.
Profound, and also kinda gross....and um, flexible....
3 days ago