An odd morning

So I was chatting with my neighbor this morning and we ended up talking for about 2 hours. While we chatted, we observed the following bizarre occurrences: (yes, I'm colon happy today)

- A molecule-looking cluster of medium blue balloons tumbling down the lawns at quite a clip on the opposite side of the street, feeling only the slightest breeze ourselves.

- Two foam plates which looked perfectly clean and unused rolling like wagon wheels down the road next to each other. They went several yards before one fell over. The other wavered in the breeze that knocked over its fellow, did a sort of twisty flip, and then continued past our viewing range. We later found that it had fallen another several yards away. We wanted to reunite them since they seemed like such great friends until the gusts of life drove them forever apart. Sadly, tragedy was meant to be and they remain fallen and undisturbed.

- Tag made a keychain at that festival over the weekend to which I attached a carabiner so it's about 6 inches long now. He randomly tossed it high in the air and it got stuck, perfectly placed and balanced on the highest point of the playground equipment, about 15 feet in the air. That, folks, is a 1 in at least 1,000,000 shot for a kid his age.

- As E was explaining her favorite author, a feather flew from across the park on an almost perfectly steady course only to glide swiftly and effortlessly between her knees.

- A single humming bird, the only one I've seen in several months, came to inspect my nasturtiums.

Funny how the strangest things seem to happen all the time. How glad I am that E was happy to share my wonder at these small but somehow thrilling little things. I consider the morning well spent though. A little wonder can go a long way in refreshing ones perspective. E says that physics was merely taking a break this morning.