Iain has been delightful since he was born--and it just keeps getting better. His imagination is the most fertile, and his laugh the readiest. For months we have been treated to 'boats' (a half-eaten cookie), and seen any number of things used as a telephone or a sword. Yesterday, though, was the very best yet. We were walking across one of the bridges over the river Wear and Iain was looking down at the water. He watched so intently and for so long, I wondered what he saw. Then he asked: 'Are those fairies?' I thought for a minute he'd seen a couple of boats--ferries, perhaps. When I looked for myself, I saw the sunlight playing on the rippling surface of the water as it does, giving the impression of blinking stars, or diamonds (if you're Eric Clapton).
Fairies? I never would have thought of that. Thanks, Iain, for reminding me how magical the world really is.
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