Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Her eyes were adorned with delicate petals of color. Her smile blazed with the sweetest, unselfconscious joy. As she surveyed her choices, Juliana Moore, 6, selected a brilliant white steed and took the reins.
The carousel at any county fair is a place where childhood magic is still readily found.
For a tech-frenzied world, this old-fashioned wonder offers bejeweled and gilded beauty, fantastical creatures and a sense of the infinite.
Time, on the carousel, never stops. It becomes instead, an unending circuit of beauty, imagination and simplicity that brings us all back to an irreplaceable moment of childhood wonder.
As we ride those galloping beauties, we can’t help but smile as we glimpse the ones we love awaiting us in a motionless blur, while we sail past on our own journey.
I am somehow reassured by this simple ride’s survivability in a much-changed human landscape. I can venture a guess as to why the carousel still holds its enduring allure.
When I look into those wild-eyed creatures and see the flying manes, tails and scales, I remember that the world is a place of wide-open possibility awaiting anyone who is willing to take the reins — a lesson that seems so easy to grasp when one is 6 years old and a beautiful charger calls out your name.
More like this story
- ‘Operation Dry Water’ this weekend
- The Next Door marks 45 years
- Letter to the Editor for June 25
- No to oil trains
- Another Voice: Trains in the Columbia Gorge are going in the wrong direction
- Another Voice: Parks District should focus efforts on a west side site, not Barrett property
- HRV students earn Ford Foundation scholarships
- This summer, 'Have a Free Book'
- New varsity basketball coaches Christopher Dirks and Donnie Herneisen look to reinvigorate HRV program
- Sports Briefs for June 25
Oil train car being transported by truck
A damaged rail car from the June 3, 2016 oil train derailment and fire is transported from the crash site via truck on I84. Enlarge