We had a busy day. Friends, food, pottery, partying. When things got to be too much, we donned our gear and crossed the road and went down to the river. All was pale grays and blues, and frost clinging to the edges of everything. The kids’ chatter slowed, and I watched them absorbing the landscape, and exploring. Taste the ice, learn how to fall again, see the washed magenta sky. I like the way free and happy kids scatter, walking confidently away. And then, a little later on, apple cheeked, Mummy I’m cold, take me back home…
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I love this post. It makes me think of my childhood. I wish I could give the same to my son. Someday I’ll make it happen, if it kills me even!
I forgot how instantaneous Mother Nature can be in calming the wee ones souls.
It is true, isn’t it! Instantaneous calm. So nice to hear from you, Hannun. I wish you a happy, peaceful, joyous season.