Inspired by the Daily Post photo challenge: On the Move
Stopping off at the war memorial gardens this morning, Noodles took a tumble. Prepared to head him off at the gate I was too far away to catch him as he flew head over heels and onto his back. Proving the kindness of strangers isn’t dead and buried, a man helped Noodles to his feet. Not a tear, not a whimper, I’d barely reached him before he was off again, too busy to look where he was going, having too much fun to care about any consequences of literally running full pelt at life.
I do wish I could be more like him in life.