I introduced my granddaughter to her shadow this week and they made a delightful pair.
They stomped a little, just to show who was boss. Then they waved to each other, having achieved a happy detente.
And then they danced,
We clapped along, my shadow and I, a lucky, veteran audience of two.
Later, other shadow people joined us – Margo’s Daddy and her Mommy and her Aunt Katherine.
What a gift those shadows are (and the people who make them)!
You know the sun has your back when you spot your shadow, and you each wink a little in a silent acknowledgement of all the fun the day will bring.
We’re going to write a little thank you note to Wisconsin for the lovely weather it sent our way this week, perfect for shadows and the tiny people who make them.
