It’s an interesting one this week. Read the post and see how Sheri leads us to a carefree lake scene. Yes, those holiday memories seem so distant yet usually remind us of a few days of carefree splendour. Often we are almost forced to act in a carefree manner so we can enjoy the break.
Can we truly let our souls run wild for a few brief days without allowing in reminders of the lives to which we have to return? Is it possible to become like children again? To watch the little ones at play is the reminder that we once had the same simple pleasures in life. Maybe if we could just let the worries roll away, even for a day or two we can again touch the carefree true inner peace… even if it were just momentarily.
I wasn’t too sure of the direction in which this post wanted to take me. I had most of yesterday to mull over the best photos to use. I had one particular photo in mind but because I’d taken it through the less than clean window the quality wasn’t quite what it should be. None-the-less, I think the image oozes carefree.
You know how these things go. I arrived home well after eight pm… from a day out at Senior Son’s cricket game. A blustery, windswept game played in a very exposed location. The sun shone brightly at times… the wind drove the rain down with gusto at others. On arriving home I mentioned something about still having to do this carefree post when Junior Son quipped…
“That’s easy dad… us on the beach, down in the Algarve… that’s carefree, is it not?”
Indeed… it’s a super reminder of a really carefree two weeks when our youngest lads weren’t much older that the two grandsons seen in the top pic. OK, I exaggerate a tad… not on the carefree angle… only the age angle…
PS – As for doing a carefree blog post… not on your life!! This must have been the most frustrating attempt at getting something published! I must have tried about 15 times to get the top photo loaded. I eventually gave up last night only to try again this morning! Life? Carefree?