It’s the Little Things in Life

Everyone has those moments where they see, hear, smell, touch or simply experience something that makes them smile.  I just wanted to share a quick story that may make some of you smile.

Commuting

The other day as I was sitting in the living room, ticking away on my computer, trying to figure out how in the world to convert my word documents to other formats so that my classmates could open my assignments online (grrr..) and I hear a low, gravelly rumbling outside the window.  My boyfriend exclaims, “Dang! Is someone dragging their trashcan down the street?!? What the heck?” (Ok, that’s my interpretation of what he said…I don’t remember exactly.  but he did wonder if it was a trashcan being dragged across pavement) We’re both peering out the window with intense curiosity, when the true culprit comes into view.  .  First, we see a boy, not more than 4 years old, driving one of those battery powered cars down the sidewalk, concentrating very hard on the route in front of him.  Following closely behind was his father, carrying a backpack and walking at what looks to be a healthy pace.  We both watch them make their way out of site, and just burst into laughter.  Trashcan?? Pish posh.  The best part is glancing out of the window 10 minutes later to see a car bobbing up and down behind the neighbor’s hedges.  It was the dad carrying the commuting vehicle back to its resting place. 

The Lake the Exemplifies My Way of Explaining Life……long drawn out detail:)

Lake Chargoggagoggmanchuagguagoggchaubunagungamaugg

This is the Native American name of a lake that was a within the geologic area termed Avalonia; an area along the northeast coast where continental plates began piecing together what we see as New England today.  The name means “You fish on your side of the lake, I fish on my side, nobody fishes in the middle-no trouble”*.

I have been reading like a mad-woman over the past two weeks and tend to enjoy the reading despite the volume, but I laughed until I cried after reading about this particular lake… who said reading couldn’t be fun!

** Raymo, Chet and Maureen E. ‘Written in Stone: A Geological History of the Northeastern United States’.  The Globe Pequot Press: 1989. [71]

I wish you all lots of smiles.

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