As we grew nearer to whatever Ellie was walking towards, she pointed to a corner of the backyard. “Right over there,” Ellie grinned. “Where? What?! I can’t see anything!” I grabbed my glasses and put them back on.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Ellie turned to ask me, a playful grin that I had come to call, “The Ellie Grin” appearing her face.
“You bet I’m thinking what you’re thinking!”
“Great! Let’s go!”
“Wait…what are you thinking?”
Ellie stopped, and eyed me for a second.
“Oh! Oh, climbing it! Climbing the fallen tree! Climbing it, right? That’s what you were thinking?” I laughed.
“Ding ding ding, we have a winner! Come on, let’s go!” Ellie took off racing towards our wonderful new adventure, and I followed not far behind.
“I feel like I’m in the Sahara desert. I’m HOT, and the grass is all dry!” I mumbled.
“When we came out, it was really cold… I guess all that running really worked up a sweat. Geez, I wish it looked prettier out here. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…”
“Snow? It doesn’t snow here.”
“I know, it stinks.”
“We can imagine that it snowed, can’t we?”
“Yes, my good Ellie, we most certainly can imagine it!”
We spent the rest of the ten minutes that we sat there just imagining a nice thick blanket of pure, white snow over everything. Complete with icicles dangling from the trees.
The soft breeze cooled our perspiring selves and relaxed us.
“You know what?” I asked.
Hey! Where did that picture come from? I do NOT snore!
Until the next adventure,