Every time we see one, Rylie comments that she wants to get in. Taryn keeps telling her that you can't get in while they are in the sky. A cute exchange, one that one day we might have to rectify for my little one. Added to my bucket list :)
ah, would love to ride a hot air balloon...there was a story my parents told us as kids of a man that explored the world in a balloon...cant remember the title, but...wonderfully written
Thank you my friends. It was a special treat to watch them float by last night. One day we will hopefully be able to float along and watch the world go by from above.
Ahh...lovely.
ReplyDeleteOne day, I would LOVE to take a hot air balloon ride. If and when I revise my bucket list, I will have to add that. :)
Every time we see one, Rylie comments that she wants to get in. Taryn keeps telling her that you can't get in while they are in the sky. A cute exchange, one that one day we might have to rectify for my little one. Added to my bucket list :)
ReplyDeleteah, would love to ride a hot air balloon...there was a story my parents told us as kids of a man that explored the world in a balloon...cant remember the title, but...wonderfully written
ReplyDeleteAlways been fascinated by hot air balloons. Love the pic and your words. Oh, to imagine a slow float amongst the clouds...wow!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely photo...I enjoyed reading your words to go with the moment. A dusky dance must be incredible.
ReplyDeleteThank you my friends. It was a special treat to watch them float by last night. One day we will hopefully be able to float along and watch the world go by from above.
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ReplyDeleteThis is a really concentrated poem, in the sense that it conveys a lot very simply. And the hot air balloons are just fabulous.