There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child.
There are seven million. - Walt Streightiff
I love the creativity and incredible genius that little hands can bring into being.
Just take a look at this drawing by First Granddaughter.
I Drew A Yellow Unicorn. First Granddaughter. 2020. |
Underneath, the magic and mystery of an octopus dressed in plaid, a carrot flying a kite, and a camel wearing a crown come to life. To their right, a green rhinoceros floats on the breeze.
Her vision is a colorful paradise where miniature, blue spaghetti trees grow and penguins wear pajamas.
It is a world filled with a marching caravan of a purple-spotted pig, a yellow polka-dotted unicorn, and a seven-legged elephant walking on the tips of its toes.
What a view!
What a view!
Her teacher, shown to the right of the unicorn, applauds the imaginative artwork, It's beautiful!
First Granddaughter said her teacher was right.
I agree.
I agree.
It's a masterpiece in which the heart of an artist pulses with vibrancy and exuberance. It's a joyous invitation to view ordinary things around us with a complete suspension of disbelief and eyes wide with awe.
I know days ahead can be busy. Everything is kind of crumbling in front of our eyes. But my wish for us is a moment to unwind.
To behold the miracle of the earth wobbling on elephant back.
To indulge our curiosity and spin a ghoulish tale.
To be mesmerized by a gyrating snake.
To get lost in the garden of our mind with the wonder of a child.
To behold the miracle of the earth wobbling on elephant back.
To indulge our curiosity and spin a ghoulish tale.
To be mesmerized by a gyrating snake.
To get lost in the garden of our mind with the wonder of a child.
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