The wall board and mudding compound went up last week and today the walls were sprayed with a light coating before primer and then paint will be applied. The coating reminds me a bit of the white floaty stuff in a child's snow globe. How many of you had one of those?
A neighbor in our first multi-family apartment building dropped one down the stairs as I was sitting on the steps. It landed at my feet. The crack in the plastic globe notwithstanding, the snow was still visible and intact and I wondered what real snow was like. As a four-year-old growing up in the tropics, I had no frame of reference and other than snow men sometimes found at Christmas, no clue what to do with it. It would be another ten years before I would encounter the real thing, first on a South American mountain top from the safety of a plane, and then on a visit to Norway on the first leg of a European trip.
Isn't it odd how memories can come bubbling to the surface from the most mundane occurrences?
Until Next Time...