Monday, February 27, 2012

A forgotten Ferris wheel.

Today, on my way to wherever I was going, I spied this broken down mini Ferris wheel. It was a tiny wooden affair, the kind you would see at an obscure little fair tucked away in a bylane. At some point in the past it had been a colourful affair; the seats still had the flaky remains of bright reds, greens and yellows. Some of the wooden planks were hanging loose and limp.
Looking at the thing, it was easy to conjure up a snap sentimental picture of a bygone time filled with the voices and faces of happy children with swinging feet.
Most of us are such suckers for a Lost Time. 


Anonymous said...

tell me about it!!....but this is lovely <3

little boxes said...

ah yes. lost time.
we grew up too much. too soon.