Do you like butter Bella? Yes, yes you do :)
We take our walking feet and go to where the creek runs free. tripping and rolling over the stones.
We swim. We splash. We watch for turtles and snakes and crayfish.
Rocks and sticks are in abundant supply to play and pound and throw.
Skip and plunk go the rocks.
There is even a fashionable way to wear your hair in the summer heat.
Exercise, fresh air and sunshine.
And berries. Not enough for pie or cobbler or crisp or jam. Just enough to stain our fingers and mouth among the lot of them.
And we ask to go back day after day to do it all over again.
We take our walking feet and go to where the creek runs free. tripping and rolling over the stones.
We swim. We splash. We watch for turtles and snakes and crayfish.
Rocks and sticks are in abundant supply to play and pound and throw.
Skip and plunk go the rocks.
There is even a fashionable way to wear your hair in the summer heat.
Exercise, fresh air and sunshine.
And berries. Not enough for pie or cobbler or crisp or jam. Just enough to stain our fingers and mouth among the lot of them.
And we ask to go back day after day to do it all over again.
I love this! It's the gifts of creek and stained fingers and sun and beautiful young ladies that help us keep our eyes on things above! How can we not thank our Father in Heaven for such abundant blessings as these? You are blessed, Dee. And those of us whose lives you touch are also, so very blessed! xo
ReplyDeleteall lovely and sweet and good. we will need these posts in 6 months to remind us that winter is not forever. thank you for preserving :)
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