Pulling Air

I saw her for just three minutes. I turned to get a glance at the origin of the ooos, applause and laughter of a small group that had gathered at the side of the road. I had no intention of going there, and was definitely not planning to photograph such a small side show. But those plans changed when I saw children giggling excitedly with mouths agape, and parents who could not hide the joy that their smiles, as broad as those of their kids, revealed to anyone watching. I was drawn to it—kissed by a small dose of magic sent in a fantastical bubble that she blew my way.  I saw her for just three minutes, but it was three minutes of all encompassing delight. Three minutes during which the the hard realities of pavement and brick gave way to an etherial fantasy of golden light refracted and reflected off transparent floating orbs of hope and joy. And though it proved to be as fleeting as the fairy that conjured it, it was three minutes of pure enchantment. Continue reading →