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| Display of lawn chairs for sale at Planter's Seed Co., River Market, KCMO |
The song we learned in the first grade went like this:
Red and orange and green and blue,
Shiny yellow, purple too.
All the colors that I know
Belong in the rainbow.
So when I happened to walk by Planter's Seed Co. yesterday and saw this display on the sidewalk out front, I stopped short. Whuh?? The colors were out of order, but they were all there!
This was the second of a string of three synchronicitous happenstances I experienced in the last three days. I heard the Credence Clearwater song "Green River" on the radio. You never hear that. It's my road trip song, and I usually start out road trips by putting the CCR disk in the dashboard player, and go.
I saw these chairs. The color song always makes me think of my childhood in California, and connects me to the inner "little Roy."
Weird. Blog post about shredding documents. Saw that this morning. I'm doing that. Shredding documents from 1980 to present. At least the ones they tell me I can do without. As I sat there feeding them into the shredder, it seemed very symbolic to me.
These things happen in short strings of maybe three or more. Perhaps I stretched a bit, but, hey, that's how that works. Anyway, that's where my head is at. And where my head is, the rest of me can't be far behind.
So, by chance, during a random stroll, you happened upon a combination of colorful chairs on the sidewalk that exactly matched the colors mentioned in a favorite childhood song that reminds you of growing up in California? I see a "little Roy" hopping from chair to chair as each colors is called. Also, the chairs are a vintage style. Plus two more, what I call, tappers? Very interesting. :}
ReplyDeleteThat inner child is no joke. I've learned so much about mine and nearly sixty years of deeply internalized pain I just can't, well, joke about it. Not that I'm above trying. Just need a line, I guess.
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