There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds.
author lost somewhere in my head
It was lying in the pile of leaves leftover from the fall, washed out by the snows of winter, rained on by the spring showers. It was gray, it was ordinary, until HE found it.
And with this great find, he acquired a lifetime companion, a mighty sword, and a sophisticated exploration device, all in one - beat that Fisher Price! Of course, a stick doesn't possess magical powers, but to Joseph it might as well. As we hiked the trail, it seemed like he was hunting for bears and poking in the rich foliage in search of mysterious villains.
Joseph felt it was his duty and responsibility to protect us from whatever may be hiding in the leafy green bushes, and he did so without putting down his Sword even for a minute, snack time or no snack time.
He was the king of his magical forest, and he lead us fearlessly through it warding off any beasties that could possibly head our way as moved in the direction of the castle (otherwise known as the parking lot).
What a wonderful adventure, what a great gift to look at the world through the eyes of a little boy, to be invited into the world where imagination writes the book of life.
Have a great weekend everyone!