The Zoo

We went to the zoo today. Appropriate outing for the gorgeously warm winter day after seeing King Kong. Going to the zoo is so fun and so exciting, but also so sad. Just being near the animals is amazing, there is something really powerful about them. But they are so so heartbreaking, too. And so many people are so crude and mean towards them. And it tmakes me to outraged and ashamed. But I think that having even these brief, false encounters are so inspiring and cause so many things about our world to be wondered at. It is a wonderful experience, for us. At their expense. My opposing thoughts give me much to ponder. Expecially since it is such a massively strong event for a child. For Bowie it is clear that it filled in a lot of areas of knowledge, gave him context for so many books and stories and drawings and photographs. He must have learned at least 10 new words today. He was so observant and drawn in by the animals. And he was so physical, running from place to place, climbing against the fences. I could almost see the brain synapsis firing. But I kept thinking of the sad, sad story of King Kong.