amanda, suketu, kelly and i went and walked around concord today. i'd never been, kelly's only ever driven through, amanda hasn't been since she was 7, and suketu...i can't remember but i don't think he'd visited any time recently. we parked near the train station and walked into town. the perfect, quaint, little, historic new england town. we stopped in at the toy store to browse around and cool off in the AC-controlled environment. kelly bought a kite. a big, black, shark-shaped kite, with little triangles for teeth that would flap in the wind. it was awesome.
we found a meadow (after some intense walking) - the perfect meadow. tall grass and wild flowers, bordered by falling-apart stone walls, with a single, big old oak tree right in the middle. it could've been a movie location or something. the sky was all blue and speckled, with bright white, puffy clouds. i could've stayed there for eternity i think. i ran all through the grass with this kite, trying to get it up higher. we decided after much deliberation that the wind was just too gusty. still, i would've stayed forever, running through that meadow, trying to get the shark-kite to fly in the gusty wind. but i'm not 5 anymore. and anyway, i don't think my 5-year-old self would have appreciated the whole kite-flying-meadow thing quite as much as my current self - it would've just been another day of running around. whereas this day was something a slightly bit out of the ordinary. in fact, even a little...extraordinary.