The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

It is a bright, sunshine-yellow day. The blooming forsythia look like hyper-vivid special effects and morning light is drawing glowing lines on my floor...

I finally got a chance to see The Chronicles of Narnia - The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (Special Two-Disc Collector's Edition) the other night and really enjoyed it. I remember reading the series many times when I was younger and still have my original paperbacks on one of my bookcases. I looked through my copy of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (carefully, the binding and pages are yellow now, and somewhat brittle) and saw that my grandmother had given me the book on Halloween -- in 1974. I was ten then. It still amazes me that I first read the novel 32 years ago. Heck, it amazes me that I can say I did anything 32 years ago.

Looking back through time is a lot like stepping through an enchanted wardrobe. Such a great shift...with such magical swiftness.

These moments have wings.