Growing into their tall shadows

I've been pondering lately the question of how we form our impressions of the world around us.  Once it was straightforward.  You read the newspaper, watch the evening news, talk with the folks at work or around the neighborhood.  Now things are different.  Newspapers are fading away.  Much of the legacy media has reduced credibility and dwindling viewers.  Social media gets a small section of the populace very worked up, but most don't live their lives on Twitter.  In person contacts at work and elsewhere took a big hit from Covid and have not fully recovered.

I'm still thinking on this matter, but I think our actual experiences and observations as we go about our lives are of increased importance.  If the News is horrible and apocalyptic yet the world around you is really quite cheery....there is a disconnect. 

So here are some random glimpses of a recent cheery day.  It might have been last week, or last month or no defined time at all.  Indeed, don't warm summer days go on forever for the very young and the considerably older?

Perfect weather.  A small fish has been caught.

To heck with linear chronology.  This was after the small ones had gone home and the feet had been put up.

More evidence of their presence....a game called Hot Lava had been played.

Baby Birds on their nest.

Baseball Evening.  This level of ball is what is called "Coach Pitch".  But after the ball is hit its all kids involved.  Sometimes the crazy fielding reminds me of a snowball fight.

As the sun gets low in the sky the shadows stretch out tall.  Soon enough they'll grow into them.