Day 24: Fondly remembering the squishiness of the earth, the mud oozing between my fingers as a kid...sitting knee deep in a hole I dug. The rain had created an ugly mess, but it was beautiful in my eyes. I was swept away imagining being the Queen reigning over the kingdom. Not a princess...no, that was far to girly...I wanted to be the Queen who reigned with her King over the mud gnomes. We were fair royalty, making certain out loyal mud subjects always had fresh mud. The silly fancies of a kid.
Perhaps that is why I have always been so interested in plants and flowers, landscaping. Perhaps I am always seeking that little fantasy kingdom, where the only concerns were keeping the mud fresh and the gnomes happy.
The silly fancies of a kid.
Perhaps that's all we ever search for...that little piece of us that experienced fantasy and joy in the mundane squishiness of mud between our toes.
Perhaps that is why I have always been so interested in plants and flowers, landscaping. Perhaps I am always seeking that little fantasy kingdom, where the only concerns were keeping the mud fresh and the gnomes happy.
The silly fancies of a kid.
Perhaps that's all we ever search for...that little piece of us that experienced fantasy and joy in the mundane squishiness of mud between our toes.
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