Man must feel the earth to know himself and recognize his values...God made life simple. It is man who complicates it." --Charles Lindbergh
I close my eyes and remember moments when I am at one with the world -- laying on my back in my childhood treehouse while sunlight dances through tree branches onto my face, eating a fresh strawberry from our homegrown patch, digging my hands in dirt to rid the soil of rocks and pebbles (soon it will be my flower bed!). The moments are so few and far between now living in a plastic world. I miss the time I spent outdoors as a child, doing nothing but frolicking around. Making mudpies or strange medicines out of leaves and tiny flowers in the yard. Swinging with my head way back so my hair touches the ground as it passes. Inspecting the ladybug that lands on my shoulder. Oh, and catching fireflies, delightful fireflies! Thank you, lovely Earth, for all you bring to me!
