It’s Sunday and it is too hot. Time to slow things down, people. I don’t know about you, but my feet did not touch the pavement this week. I was all over this city — eastside, westside, uptown, downtown, high line, subway, ferry, rooftop, sidewalk, garden. I’m putting on the afterburners today: yoga, worn-in clothes, air-dry hair, peanut butter out of the jar, counter-ripened peaches, herbal tea, naps (yes, plural), magazines (just the pictures), crossword puzzle, daydreams. And this video, in which it is very easy to simply get lost. A half-mad man blowing lovely, giant bubbles, about as slow and airy as my thoughts today.
I hope you’re finding some time to slow down and be joyful today. Tomorrow’s for running. Sit still while you can.
Loved the video and found Satie’s music the perfect accompaniment to blowing giant bubbles, which actually seemed to be a fully sane activity–a kind of indie activity.
Beautiful. Like watching figures in the clouds transfigure.
It is marvelous watching the slow motion of the bubbles. I find the moment when they disappear to be soothing too: the way the bubbles pop quickly, but then seem to linger a little at the end.