Words and Images from Ed Felker

Seven.

winnieriver

I asked her what she wanted to do this evening for her birthday.
She thought for a second and asked, “Anything? Whatever I want?”
“Of course,” I said. “You only turn seven once.”
Then she told me quietly, what she wanted to do more than anything else, was to wade up to her chest in the river, and stand there until the sun went down.
Who am I to judge? On my seventh birthday I asked for meatloaf.
“Let’s go,” I said. And we did.
I brought a toy to throw in case she got bored, but she didn’t.
After a while she turned to me and said, “In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.”
“Wow,” I said. “Did you just come up with that?”
“I’m a dog, you idiot,” She said. “da Vinci. Read a book.”
We laughed and laughed.
Then we both turned back to the river, and watched until the sky and the water were the same color. And then we went home.

5 Responses

  1. Love it!!!! Happy Birthday!!

    July 23, 2015 at 9:55 am

  2. david coffman

    ED-just simply beautiful… Happy seven! DC

    July 23, 2015 at 10:01 am

  3. Sally

    All animals have so very much to teach us, don’t they? It’s up to us to hear them.

    July 23, 2015 at 1:17 pm

  4. peg

    you are and artist with your words-thanks

    July 24, 2015 at 10:09 am

  5. Anne

    Just perfect.

    July 24, 2015 at 11:56 am

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