I miss those days at the farm back east. The ease, the simplicity of it all. But I'm trying to instill a little of that in my kiddo. The joy of laying in the grass, looking up at the sky, the clouds that are shaped like animals, and the smells of outdoors. I want him to understand that not everything has to be on the tv, or computer, on the radio or have four wheels and an engine. Sometimes it's nice to just sit and watch and smell the smells and make memories that will come back to you when you walk outside one day, thirty years from now.
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This was another installment of Stream of Consciousness Sunday, hosted by All.Things.Fadra
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8 comments:
Love moments like these... I think our children learn best through our example. Keep it up!!
Glad I found you via SOCSunday!
Simple pleasures! I love that you have chickens! i would LOVE to have my own so i am guaranteed taht the eggs came from happy grazing chickens.
Love it! I love the smell of a vacuum engine. it always reminds me of my mom having the family clean the house on Thursdays to get ready for the weekend.
I agree. There is more than a TV, computer, or the radio etc.We need to get back to the basics and enjoy nature!
Ack! Laying in the grass! There are creatures in the grass. Other than that, I'm all over this idea. :)
New follower and I found you through The Life of Rylie and Bryce.
ashley--it was nice to meet you at blogher '11! so glad i stopped by your site--very nice! i'm a humor blogger, and just posted a piece about my husband and his crazy garden antics that you might appreciate :) http://mainstreetmusingsblog.com/ hope you enjoy it. looking forward to staying in touch.
Following you back from Super Stalker Sunday! (I know, I'm late, sorry!!) Thanks so much for linking up and for stopping by my blog!
April @ Mama on a Green Mission
It's amazing how smells can bring back memories. There is a fragrance called tea rose that smells exactly like my grandmother.
I was recently going for a walk with my son and had to stop for a familiar smell from my childhood. It was honeysuckle! And I even taught him how to suck the nectar out of the very end.
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