Silhouette

The other day out at the swing set the sun treated me to a silhouette of myself pushing the girls higher and higher.  There I was larger than life, taller than tall.  My arms, stretched like tree limbs, caught and released two little bodies on aerial seats.  I love the fine detail of a shadow.  It gave me lace from the leaves above.  It outlined every errant hair blowing in the wind.  It reminded me with graceful loops and a tiny heart suspended above my head that I was in fact still wearing the crown from playing princesses with Sue while we rounded up shoes and socks.  There was my happy projected in the black.  I smiled and kept the crown on.  And we kept on playing.  Happy me.  Happy girls.  Happy us.  Happy sun.  Happy day.