Laying still

During the past couple weeks the kids have been home there has been a lot of outside play time.  This play time has consisted of time trudging through the snow, time sledding, and time making and throwing large snow balls. 

Every so often I’ll catch one of them just laying there, arms out, legs out, face up, looking at the sky.  Just being still.  Laying perfectly still.

I remember those moments in childhood, those moments of stillness.  They were always fleeting but so vivid.  There was always something to see, the leaves in the trees that actually made noise if you were still enough to listen, the clouds that made pictures in the sky if you didn’t avert your eyes, the tiniest of snow flakes that would kiss your nose if you waited long enough.

And then, just as quick as they came, they were gone. And in my case, the stillness was usually destroyed by my brother pelting me in the head with a snow ball.

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