Saturday, January 17, 2009

Ferris wheels

Everywhere I've had the opportunity to visit in the Middle East thus far, I see the same image; a large ferris wheel against the monochrome sky. Every time I'm reminded of a picture a friend of mine took, in black and white, of the same sight in Iowa. I suppose it's simply another symbol of the sameness of people. Everywhere you go, we are all trying to get closer to the sky, to reach the unreachable, to get away from the everyday.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

How proud am i of my little sister. You're not the baby girl in the mud puddle anymore.

Mark

Melody Schock said...

Mark and I agree wholeheartedly. You are no longer the little girl I played school on. (I would say with, but I think it is more something I pressed on you.)

Mel