Sunday, October 16, 2011


Sometimes in life you find yourself
inexplicably filled with joy
over something completely surprising.

For me, I have found that something to be
early morning hot air balloons.
I have never been particularly interested 
in hot air balloons, 
and to be honest, the thought of 
flying through the air in just a basket
rather terrifies me.

So I was completely caught off-guard
by how enamored I've become
with my morning sightings.

From our tiny kitchen table we don't have much
of a view; we look east and face a busy road 
and a hospital across the street.

But over my daily bowl of cereal
I began to see balloons, 
sometimes just a couple,
but other times five, ten...
today nearly 15.

And with each sighting, I grow 
more enchanted.
I'm still not sure what it is about them
that strikes me: the rainbow of colors, 
the way they can sneak up, drifting & soaring, 
imagining the view their occupants
are experiencing.

No, I'm not sure what it is about them, 
but I know I will continue
to search for them, 
seeking the joy they bring.

I hope that you all find your own
 hot air balloons in life, 
surprising as they may be.


Melissa Blake said...


The Beginner Housewife said...

This is beautiful. I'm with you, it would have put a smile on my face!

I'm new to blogging and just came across your blog. Less than a month old and meeting such fabulous people!!

Hannah Q. Parris said...

Thanks for your sweet comments, ladies! You're welcome to stop by here anytime :)