Once thing I look for in a cherished friendship is the ability for us to play with each other: to laugh, tease, be silly, take wild flight of fancy, to do the unexpected. It saddens me that as my friends and I grew older, left college, and took on careers and spouses, we had less and less time to play. To some extent, that's just a part of growing up; at the same time, I find that I feel something close to pity for those who can't play the way they used to, even a little bit, and maybe with the help of some natural consolation (alcohol!).
These photos are from our Monday morning jam. We turn up my Youtube playlist or Pandora and dance ourselves silly.
Ours is a playful universe. How else can a poet explain the existence of the platypus, and puppies? Of sugar and refreshing cold spring water on hot summer days? Of trees with branches for climbing? And the way the seasons circle around each other like a dance, as if God said, "That was so much fun! Let's do it again!"
Hope you have a lovely time at play today. Clan Donaldson!