May 16, 2010

Beyond taking it easy

I've been sitting here reading with the door propped open all afternoon. Some kids are across the street playing, putting their outside voices to good use. One kid sounds like he's getting kicked in the stomach or tackled every 30 seconds. Another blows a train whistle again and again. They rave and holler after knocking over a plastic basketball hoop stand. These kids have no idea what a thrill they’ve made for themselves out of a Sunday afternoon in Hillsdale, and I take comfort in that.