We were walking toward the creek when I saw a frozen puddle by the side of the road. Have you ever been overcome with a wild desire to act like a two-year-old? I HAD to tap it with my foot. My balance isn’t the best, and I didn’t want to go too deep and get my sneaker wet. Okay, that was a bit beyond the toddler mentality. I motioned with my hand for John to come nearer. He gallantly extended his arm to assist. Crack! Pop! Crackle! Yesssss! There is nothing like the hollow sound of shattering ice!
John said I must share a mountain-scape that spread itself before my eyes. The sun was coming up, just touching the top of the rising mist. With scenery like this outside the bedroom window, there is an urgency to get up so that you don’t miss a minute.
Mehrling Muse 
Great to see you have retained an aptitude for finding playful joy in quotidian things 🙂
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Quotidian is so grown-up! I’m probably in my second childhood.
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Almost as good as the first jump in a spring puddle!
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Cavorting in a summer shower is good, too. I haven’t done that in ages.
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The sounds of cracking ice is fun!. Your John sounds like my Lar. Good men to hang on to.
The picture is beautiful. We have no mountains here on the plains but every so often a cloud bank makes it look like we do.
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Yes, indeed! Good men to hang on to. I’ve made cloud banks into mountains, too. Isn’t it fun?
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Anne,
There have been times I have regretted getting married and getting married to my husband but now these last few years, ( we are nearing 25 years together), I find that I hang on to not just his arm but even his every word. He is a good man to hang on to. Thanks for reminding me of my mercies.
Susie
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So beautiful!!!!
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A stunning picture Anne. Nice to see you still haven’t grown up. It’s better than waiting for the second childhood.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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I like your take on it, David. Maybe I have a foot in both worlds.
xxx Ice-puddle hugs xxx
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The funny and the sublime! Thanks for sharing both, Anne!
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Thanks for coming to share my joy.
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Wow! Gorgeous photo! How lucky you are to have such scenery…oh, and I would’ve tapped the ice too. 🙂
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A fellow ice-tapper! Come walk with me any day!
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I would love to. Lol.
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Love the extra mountains illusion!
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Hi Anne!
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Anne, your photo is stunning…your joyfulness…breaking the frozen puddle…you make me smile.
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I laugh a lot, mostly at myself. I’m so glad you and I found each other. Isn’t blogging marvelous?
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Yes, I love it…it takes me all over the world, to places, and meeting people I would otherwise not know.
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The picture is lovely. You live in such a scenic and picturesque area.
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We are very blessed to live here, and we try not to take it for granted.
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Yes, the desire to act like a two year old often calls to me. Stomping on frozen puddles, popping bubbles, flying kites. At times we should all let our inner child have a chance to breathe. 🙂
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I think my inner child hyperventilates.
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It’s good to know that gallantry can still be found in the face of icy danger! The view is beautiful, by the way, Anne. 🙂
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The way John held out his arm for me would have done a Victorian proud.
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That’s nice to hear. 🙂
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You lead the good life complete with a knight in shining armor!
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Yes, indeed, Dor! And I’ve met your knight in shining armor. Hello to B.
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Sweet! Beautiful scenery. I like North Carolina.
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