“If your picture’s not good enough . . .
you’re not close enough.”
On Easter Sunday little Afton couldn’t believe her good fortune. Instead of taking away all of the things she found around the floor . . . everyone was eating the things they found on the floor. The little beans were actually inside of plastic eggs. The plastic eggs were bright and shiny. Afton figured out how to pop the lid in half. She squealed as the jelly beans fell out. First she ate a yellow bean, and then a pink bean and then a green bean. No one told her that she would get a tummy ache or that she had to share her beans. I will love telling Afton about this day and pointing out the jelly bean she is popping into her mouth. This photograph, along with others from the same day and the same moment will certainly become one of my “tiny tales”. It is the way I have chosen to “remember everything”.
“On a golden springtime, underneath the ground.
A tiny seedling lay asleep until the sun shone down.
Awake, awake, O little seed ! Push upward to the light.
The day is bright. With all your might.
Push upward to the light !