I recently bought sidewalk chalk and Sophie recently drew a rainbow, highly pigmented (pink, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink) with white puffy clouds on each end, which is not a true meteorological phenomenon but one that has lived on children’s papers (or, at least, strangely on my papers as a child and Sophie’s as a child) for years.
Maybe it’s the way the color is so brightly and deeply saturated in the tired, stained sidewalk cement, or the fact that it’s spring and raining, always, or that her chalk drawings have become older, or that she’s still young enough to want to draw a rainbow anchored in white puffy clouds on her own.
I don’t know.
But I love it.
Sophie is 9. I think of ages 1 through 9. I think of ages 9 through 18.
Maybe my love for a rainbow sidewalk chalk drawing isn’t so strange, really.
“Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.” —Virginia Woolf