Let it Roll

The other day I watched my daughter roll down the side of a grassy hill. It was that time honored, child cherished activity of laying prone on the ground and sending oneself careening down the slope throwing caution to the wind. What I love about that is the sound that comes from the "roller". A pure, uninhibited delight that when truly heard prompts the listener to smile in wistful delight. I had to ask myself, "what hills have I allowed myself to roll down lately?" It is my sincere opinion that more people in this world need to roll down grassy hills.