forest sky, originally uploaded by bobsee.
Have you ever stood in a forest, looked right up above you and turned around?
The tall trees spin the sky above your head.
It’s a bit like when you look up at clear night sky out in the country and you feel very, very small.
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Have you ever laid down on what some call a merry-go-round (You might call it a roundabout? Or is it Catherine Wheel?) on a children’s playground to look at the clouds go by? I used to love to lay down and slowly kick to spin myself around while watching the Spring clouds.
I don’t mean the carousel version, I mean the kind that must be pushed that several children can sit on. Like this: http://www.toknc.com/PR/images/HarmonParkMerryGoRound.JPG I’d lay straddling a bar with my head in the center of the merry go round to look up at the clouds.
Ah yes, that’s a memory from childhood too. You’re right Kat we call it a roundabout in Scotland.
Heh, a memory from youth. I’d still do that as a teen and young adult. Haven’t lately, and should. Go do it sometime. There is an opitical illusion created, if the sky clears you feel as though you will fall forever into it. And the very slow spinning as the clouds scoot by is also “trippy” to watch. It is something that must be experienced to understand, I’m not finding words to describe it, except “neat” “trippy” “spinny goodness” and “peaceful”.
Ah, the key is to only be moving very slowly. Too fast and it spoils the illusion. Just barely moving at all, on a windy day with small clouds scampering across the sky.
Katk, you remind me of something – we should try and get back into the mind set of a child more often – and play with experience. Oh, and I’m sure Christopher would agree with the suggestion that experiences are best savoured slowly!
Yes, I try to keep my mind as innocent as praticality will allow for in some ways. I also don’t let myself forget how to play. I still climb trees, for example.
Innocent in this case means, I don’t choose to watch gratuitous violence, and while I find figuring out the “behind the scenes” events in crime fascinating, I still hold hope for individual people. I think most people choose to do good works, or they mean to if they don’t manage to do so.