I SAW THIS POEM TODAY AND THOUGHT OF THESE PHOTOS I TOOK IN 2018 OF MAC, MY GRANDDAUGHTER

 My youngest son had just moved to his new house in a new tract.  My other son came over with his kids and he was helping John with the sprinkler system and I was following the kids around.  I was having such fun following Mac with the way her shadow was reflecting on the wall.  In the one pic it looked like it was trying to pull her back to where it was.  Also a few photos of what they look like without their shadows.  This area close to where he moved in this new tract looks out over a training area for rescue operations, helicopters, etc.

In the last photo Jakey had found a cup that was sitting on a counter in his uncle's new house, lol.  Couldn't resist posting it - 

My Shadow
BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.

He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.










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