As a little girl, I used to lay on the ground in the late afternoons and look up at the sky. I would stare and stare until I got lost in the eternal depths of the heavens. Sometimes a jet would fly overhead and I’d watch the jet stream until it disappeared.
This jet stream caught my eye minutes ago while I was relaxing on my deck. I was immediately transported to my backyard on Wilton Dr. in New Orleans. I could see everything around me. The back door of our postage stamp sized house, my mothers flower beds, the concrete slab, cool against my skin as I lay on my back. The freestanding single car garage behind me, the air cool against my cheek, just as it is now as I write this.
I’m watching the jet stream dissipate into thin air as I did all those years ago. And I wonder how life has gone by so quickly.
Just like that jet stream, it’s fleeting.
I love how the everyday things in life can transport us to another time or place.
Mental time travel! 🙂 It’s one of my favorite past times!
What is your favorite past time activity? What particular image or experience takes you down memory lane? A photograph? A particular corner in your home town? An object that jumps out at you when you open a junk drawer? A jet stream, miles high?
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