Sunday, January 24, 2010
Joy in the crosswalk
In Wallingford this morning I was waiting at a traffic light and two boys skipped into the crosswalk in front of my car. They were maybe ten or eleven, in sk8ter outfits, with lanky blond hair and easy strides. Halfway across the darker-haired one did a balletic leap, grinning as if with sheer joy of the physical stretch. It was so natural and beautiful that I laughed out loud.
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