“The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.” Ann Frank
Bits and pieces of nature find their way on our table. Weeds. Seeds and rocks. Dead bark. Freshly sprouted dandelions. Sunflower seeds found from last year’s garden…“Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you.” Frank Lloyd Wright
The table is added to everyday this spring, with my youngest girls contributing the most, quite proudly displaying every tiny flower and morsel they find in the back yard. Nature really is something grandly functional to their play. Yellow dandelion pollen for face powder, coal from last summer’s campfire as charcoal for drawing, and most importantly, the leaf-returning bushes along the trees as the enclosure to their annual play fort.
Yesterday I actually slowed down enough to sit in the grass and just watch them. Why don’t I do this more??
I sat motionless on the grass, sweat rolling down my back from sprinting mixed with high temperatures, the very familiar memory of early humidity thick around me seemed to touch every part of my skin. Rowan carried two sticks around, tapping anything that they came in contact with, not at all affected by the heat. His bare toes were becoming acquainted with sidewalk, grass, and pavement. I just sat quietly and watched as the hot sun poured onto my face and arms. I looked up to face the sun with my eyes closed and just took it all in. And there I stayed for a while…
And when dinner had to be made, neither Rowan nor I were ready to leave.
the sleepy time gal