“If your boy is a poet, horse manure can only mean flowers to him; which is, of course, what horse manure has always been about.”
–Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
Children see the world through their own eyes. What are we adults doing to nurture their view? And, where, if anywhere, are we not nurturing? What can we learn from children’s wonder? See a recent post for more information.
In a two block walk to a neighborhood yard sale, my 4 year old friend saw beautiful windmills (i.e. garden fabric pinwheels), had a conversation with a dog, recalled the panting and aloofness of the dog’s friend–also a dog, and was excited by a passing visit of her papa, as he rode his bike to the post office. Her purchase was a distant second thought. Boy, that’s quite a yard sale and 15 minutes. Life is full, when your eyes are open.