Remember The Serendipity Singers? That’s when I first learned the word, and I’ve loved it ever since.
Road trips, in their best moments, often whisper or shout serendipity.
In Chattanooga, I opened my email to find a note from my agent. She was pleased with the revision I sent her of my Jersey Shore novel.
The novel features an eleven-year-old kid who fights to keep the frog figure on an antique carousel.
An hour later, Cliff raised his head from a travel brochure: “There’s an old carousel here. We’ll go!”
We crossed the Walnut Street Pedestrian Bridge that spans the Tennessee River:
and walked to Coolige Park.
The Herschell-Spillman Company is the only carousel manufacturer to put a frog on their machines.
This was a Dentzel Carousel. I didn’t expect to see a frog.
But then I spotted him.
Serendipity waiting for me with a froggy grin.
Choosing which carousel figure to ride is always a tricky decision.
Cliff considered the elephant and the tiger but decided on the camel.
Easy decision for me this time!
I put my hand on the frog’s head when the ride ended. “I’m hoping you’re a good omen. A sign for my book.”
The frog didn’t answer.
He just kept grinning.
What about you?
Has any serendipity come whirling your way lately?
The Serendipity Singers, who formed an American folk group of the 1960s, are best know for their first hit, “Don’t Let the Rain come Down/The Crooked Little Man.”