A Kid at Heart
The mushrooms come from Back to the Roots and are a fun and worthwhile project for all ages. Yummy too!
The mushrooms come from Back to the Roots and are a fun and worthwhile project for all ages. Yummy too!
April is just about over. Only one more poem to go after this one. Although it’s been quite the challenge, I’ve had fun so I think I’ll still throw poems into my posts, maybe once a week. The month of May I’m declaring as Focus on Healthy Habits month. Yee Haw! Doesn’t that sound fun!…
My chicks are a bit stressed from the long, bumpy ride home. Why is it we never notice how terrible a road is until every bump creates a frantic, harried, shrill chirping? One of the Buff Orpingtons is ESPECIALLY LOUD! I think they wore themselves out and thus, the photos are a bit drab but…
I’ve been trying to remember what it was like to be a kid — to remember what I played at and imagined and loved. I want to see if the things I started out loving provide clues to how to bring those playful feelings (free, light, uninhibited, unworried about outcome, adaptable, unrestricted) back into my way too serious life.
Writing a poem today was a struggle, which may be evident. Usually I just throw out whatever comes into my head, only feeling the need for slight changes. But this one came out awkward, the cadence and message lost. I’m blaming this on the dreariness and demands of the day. All the creatures were feeling…
Whatever meaning This time of year holds for you Whether it’s entertaining Seeing your house become a zoo Or thinking of people lost And feeling kind of blue I wish for you love and peace In all your many days Whatever happens good or bad Remember, it’s only a faze Tomorrow’s a new day It’s…
This needs to be brief. Yeah, good luck with that. I’ve almost got through cleaning my house but still have my bedroom and bathroom to go and it’s getting late. But first I have to share a miracle. Granted, Shy and Latte have left a good deal of space between themselves, but still, truly a switch…
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Got another plate??? It looks delicious!!!
I’ve often said, “I’m like Peter Pan and will never grow up!” I’ve always surrounded myself with children…teachin’, Sunday School, Kid’s Church and eight grands…I don’t have to grow up!!! Heeehehehe!!
I adore both the picture and the beautiful poem sweetie.
Have yourself a perfectly blessed day my ‘kid’ sister!!! :o)
I just ordered 2 mushroom boxes! One for us and one for our daughter. This is such a fun idea. Thanks!
I have never heard of such a thing! Very cool! Mother Earth Maery:-)
I HAVE to order these! Were they on 60 minutes? (what a great idea, glad they made a buddle…and from coffee grounds…who knew, they should put these guys in charge of world hunger )
They look beautiful too! Stunning enough to put anywhere.
(and I hope we never reach that point either) Great poem Maery!
Beautiful poem! I was at our local health food store looking at that exact mushroom kit two days ago. I think that I may have to go back and get one!
Oh my! I never knew mushrooms could look so beautiful…kind of like Calla Lilies!
We don’t have mushrooms here…just not enough humidity and moisture and way too much sunlight to grow them.
I’m not a huge fan of eating mushrooms…they taste like dirt to me. lol! But this would be a fun project to do with my kids. I bet my chickens would eat them afterwards.
Fun!
And I like your poem, too!
~Lisa