What I want on my birthday (swunked from sartorias - never let a good idea go to waste)

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So, tomorrow I turn 46.

Here is my wish, for anyone dropping by, who has a few extra seconds: you share with me some special memory. This was sartorias' suggestion, which I cannot improve upon: I know how busy people are. It doesn't have to be long. One good thing about having a brain wired for image is that the briefest reference to, say, "The day i saw a triple rainbow" brings immediately to mind the day when I was ten that I saw a triple rainbow. There I am on my bike, riding downhill as fast as I can because the biggest rainbow ends, so clearly, right where Linda C lives, at the bottom of the hill below school, where two streets converge...the light is silvery-gray, and smells of wet pavement and grass, there are three levels of clouds and all of them ragged. How I loved the magic of that day--even if the end of the rainbow kept moving. But somehow it was better to never find the end.

And incidentally: happy birthday to bdunbar and to the lovely purple_mirie!

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That first line is a great description. I miss the horse industry keenly, and to this day I can walk into a stable and instantly feel like I belong. Your lecture experience would have been like the first time I gave a professional riding lesson, I think. When I walked into the arena and saw a couple of people on horses waiting for their instructor (me!) I got so nervous I felt sick to my stomach. But then I focused on the horses and riders and what I was seeing, and when I opened my mouth I heard everything come out that my awesome trainers had taught me, to be passed on to the next riding generation.