16 March 2012

In the rain when the parachute came from the sky.


At work today, a tiny parachute drifted down from the sky into one of the horse's paddocks. I was standing clear across the property when I saw it drift quietly out of the clouds, past the eucalyptus grove and over the barn.

When I walked back to retrieve it, one of the ponies let me know right where it landed, poor guy. A silver Dora the Explorer balloon had touched down in his paddock, and was now trapped in a puddle, shuddering in the breeze. This isn't a regular occurrence, most ponies don't much expect gifts from the sky landing in their backyard on a rainy day. I walked in a pulled it out. Pony meltdown averted.

There was a soggy note tied at the end of the balloon's long ribbon. I pulled it out of the note and spread it out on a blanket to dry.

My spanish isn't great and the writing was hard to read, written in a faint pencil and soaking wet, but here's my best translation of what the note on the balloon said.

This message
I send deep into the sky for god
hoping for a day
when my husband is back
with us forever
with my family

I think the balloon had sailed in from the cemetary, just down the road. Today's date was written on the top. I'll take it back in the morning I guess, and maybe walk up to the top of the hill, and see if I can get it to sail back into a breeze.

3 comments:

Mary said...

Now I feel bad for thinking about silly things like kale and sinewy legs not to mention eating cookies.

(P.S. I think the parachute made it to the right person.)

Elf said...

Oh, my. What amazing things fall from the sky.

huirdybirdy said...

YEAHHHHH .... NEW ENGLAND TABLE TALK PIES IN DA HOUSE!! (A little excited here in MA)