Playful shadows

When it's sunny, Eddie and I play on the way from school or into town, looking at the shadows and imagining the magical shadow world. We wave and say Hello to our own shadows.
Eddie might come up with some ideas like telling me that my shadow will eat me for lunch, but apparently his shadow won't eat him but will play with him instead.

The trees create the most beautiful shadows, some of which are crisp images, some are soft and almost watercolour-painted.

There are patterns and designs, zigzags and diamonds.

There are intricate outlines of the playground equipment and old benches.

Here is Eddie and I (and No, I don't salute, but try to take a photo) on the way home.

I love this image, it looks almost like a modern art, quite abstract and minimalist.

Have you guessed what it is yet?
Swings, of course.

As we walk along together, chatting and giggling, it makes me think that one day my little man will grow up and won't want to be accompanied by his Mum. Will he still notice the shadows and maybe smile to himself, remembering our walks?

But so far we are the best buddies, and we love our little walks and talks.