My youngest is a sorting master.
When he was younger, I had to regularly photograph his items, especially his sorted racing cars.
He began sorting things at the age of nine months, and he was always very quiet und could to that for about an hour or longer. I was often very touched to watch him do that; it seemed to me that he would meditate while producing his lines or circles.
This little boy was clearing his thoughts like an old master. He is still very focused in all his sorting activities, and now that he’s ten, the sorting items have changed. We often cook together and he loves to set up the table with sorted vegetables, fruits or cheese pieces.
Time passes, things change, children grow up – that are the winds of change.