Maybe you’ve read the book The Red Balloon. I haven’t read it, but I love the description of it. It’s a story about love, magic, and friendship–like all the best stories.
I’m still out at Green Acres (Tim and Becky’s remote office, and home of the snake; Greta the dowager doberman; and Sparky the diabetic dog. Sparky made a big escape while under my supervision, but fortunately, when I went after him in the car, he deigned to come home), and as Lynne and I were leaving to run errands, this floated up:
We weren’t sure what it was attached to or where it came from, but it was still at Green Acres when we came home several hours later. So we looked up the story of the red balloon, then went out and took some photos of it. When the wind kicked up, it brought the balloon’s anchor up to eye level, like this:
We decided to set the red balloon free from its monster and send all our cares and troubles with it.
I’m pretty sure the snake, however, is still around somewhere.
There’s a movie made of it, and it is one of my earliest childhood memories.
omg!
i had completely forgotten about that book until you mentioned the title.
as soon as i read the name, i thought, i know i luved a book called that when i was little…upon looking at the link, it was the same book!
very cool.