Saturday on The Palouse held the perfect June skies. The clouds were the kind that beckon little kids to lie on their backs, stare at the sky, and dream...
It's that ability to dream that seems most attuned in childhood - to see something that exists (like a cloud) and imagine it as something else (a horse, a car, a dragon). That unfettered imagination is remarkable, but also fleeting. I remember learning that kids come into this world with little to no inhibition about the art they create...that is, until they're told they're doing it wrong.
What if we grew up in a world where we all still believed we were artists? Maybe then, even adults would lie on their backs, stare at the sky, and dream.
-The Grocer's Wife