Sunday, August 12, 2012

Ferris Wheel

All around the country, it is time for the state and county fairs. After dark, the carnival rides become a magic world of colored lights and overlapping musical scores. Many rides are frenetic, whizzing and zipping, flinging passengers up or down. The Ferris wheel is dignified, rotating at a controlled pace, tracing radiating patterns of light up into the dark sky. Feet dangle from baskets that creak and sway. I'll stay down here and watch the wheel go round and round.