Looking up from my knitting, I watched my son pull pine needles from our tree and carry them across the room to the piano. I was thankful that I did not say anything when our eyes did meet as he tugged and tugged at a branch. I had hoped my chosen silence was a signal to him that what ever he was doing, it was okay to tear off the needles (even though it looked like the tree was going to topple over). Once he was done and left the room, this is what I found.
Once again I am amazed at how children have a natural ability to create beauty when they play. And I wonder if the desire to create beauty, like the desire to love and be loved, is something that connects us all. Certainly catching it is magical.
Happy New Year.
beautiful. Just like the boy who made that little pine manger.
ReplyDeletethank you for this. you and your children help to keep me grounded in beauty, simplicity and wonder.... easily misplaced in my crazy life.
happy new year. and love to you and yours!
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children really do ground us, don't they?
ReplyDeleteI wonder if it's not even so much about creating beauty as it is taking the time to notice it . . . I so often forget.
ReplyDeleteHappy new Year, my friend! I miss you. My new year's resolution is to get Skype working (still) so I can talk with you.
Anne, creating, catching, noticing...all so important and so easily forgotten today. still learning to stop and pay attention. peace, nicki
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