A Magical Moment

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I recently went to Disneyland to celebrate my grandson’s birthday, Disneyland’s, and my own as well.  Disneyland and I share a birthday….that’s hard to imagine, I know.

Magical Colors

Magical Colors

I was so touched to see Walt Disney’s face on the walls of, It’s A Small World, as it brought back childhood memories of watching, The Wonderful World of Disney.  Walt would say something to the viewing public each and every week.  We looked forward to hearing from him.

Remembrances of Walt Disney

Remembrances of Walt Disney

The fireworks were truly a show that shouldn’t be missed, if you’re one of those people who loves fireworks.  They definitely outdid themselves with this show.

Magnificent Fireworks Display

Magnificent Fireworks Display

California Adventure had a parade and show that was just as engaging as Disneyland’s was.  It was even rather nice to get a little wet from the show after a long hot day.

Brightly Shining Mickey

Brightly Shining Mickey

But my favorite time was when the crowd went a bit silent as they eagerly awaited the festivities.  The Tea Cups looked so inviting to me, sitting quietly under the brightly colored lanterns.  That was the most magical moment for me.

Silent Tea Cups

Silent Tea Cups

Day Dreaming

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Sometimes, when I see a place or an image, it takes me to another place and time.  The image below did that for me.  I’ve had a secret for many years now; my entire life, really.  No one in my family knew, and I surely would have had more eyes on me if I had ever told them what I was up to.  We lived on High Street, when I was a small child, in Santa Cruz California, and there was a creek nearby, between High Street and Meder Street.  I took my bucket, plastic shovel, and sifter down to the creek one day.  I left them there in the brush and I would return every so often to play by and in the creek.  I loved hiding under the bushes and letting my imagination run wild.  I would listen for the fifteen minute chiming of the local church clock so I wouldn’t stay too long and be found out.  It probably wasn’t the safest thing to be doing, but there was something magical about the place.  The overgrowth of bushes in this photograph, reminded me of that childhood place, as soon as I saw it.  I have been following http://www.LeanneColePHOTOGRAPHY.wordpress.com  She takes amazing photographs.  I entered a challenge of hers to put words to this photo.  Here is what came to me in the night…….

Leanne Cole PHOTOGRAPHY

Day Dreaming

There are places from my childhood

That I can only be

Those places are like photographs

In my mind to see

The stream that flowed beside my home

The lizards out to play

The soft green grass upon my cheek

Can return, on any day

Those places all have changed so much

But in my mind remain

For thoughts and dreaming innocence

I want them not to wane

It’s here, upon this crusty bench

I know that many come

To conjure up their images

While shaded from the sun

My mind’s memories are colorful

Not left in black and white

They give me peace throughout my days

And sometimes in the night

 

Bonnie DiMichele

6/20/2014

 

Do you have a favorite childhood secret?