Trudging along the ice-encrusted blue stone to school this morning:
I: Feels like we’re walking in Antarctica.
E: If you don’t look up.
E: You know when you are walking home, and you see a piece of ice and it’s flat on the bottom and you start kicking it, and it breaks into smaller pieces? It makes a higher sound the smaller it gets.
I: Why do you think that is?
E: The sound waves don’t have as much surface area to hit, so the pitch gets higher as the ice gets smaller.
And, a BONUS Observed…
Not one, but TWO “lookbacks” and waves goodbye while crossing the street.
Up with walks!