Sunny day. Sweeping the clouds away. On my way to where the air is sweet.
A nice sunny day today and the settling in of Summer. Something about it brought me back and I remembered Jim Henson. Sesame Street was created when I was 1, the same year my parents split up. I don’t know exactly what life was like for me back then, but it had to be a little rough.
Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Sesame Street?
I saw them all. Every single one. It was escape, but in an accepted way. A special place where things got explained that nobody was explaining, humor was expected and, most importantly, kids were honored. On Sesame Street, the rules all apply, but innocence is guarded. A lot of us needed that back then, I guess.
Come and play. Everything’s A-OK. Friendly neighbors there, that’s where we meet.
So, today, when I ran across this homage video to Jim Henson, created a couple years after he died, it was a strange reflection of a reflection. Continue reading ‘Summertime, Innocence and Depressed Frogs.’