Good morning! I hope you had a good time over the Labor Day holiday, with time to re-connect with family and also time to re-connect with yourself. Life can get so busy we can lose sight of what’s really important. Family is SO important to me, and I’ve been blessed with a really great one. My husband and I spent the weekend in Indiana, celebrating my uncle’s 85th birthday with my mother, my brother and his family, and a host of cousins. I cherish my memories of Indiana and my wonderful childhood adventures there. Here’s a poem by Indiana poet James Whitcomb Riley that reminds me of my own ‘fairy paradise’ when I was young:
The Child-World--long and long since lost to view--
A Fairy Paradise!--
How always fair it was and fresh and new--
How every affluent hour heaped heart and eyes
With treasures of surprise!
Enchantments tangible: The under-brink
Of dawns that launched the sight
Up seas of gold: The dewdrop on the pink,
With all the green earth in it and blue height
Of heavens infinite:
The liquid, dripping songs of orchard-birds--
The wee bass of the bees,--
With lucent deeps of silence afterwards;
The gay, clandestine whisperings of the breeze
And glad leaves of the trees.
O Child-World: After this world--just as when
I found you first sufficed
My soulmost need--if I found you again,
With all my childish dream so realised,
I should not be surprised.
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| Uncle Lowell and me |
What special memories do you have of your childhood? Take time today to reach out to a relative that was special to you then and let them know how much you love them!
Dad wanted me to show him your site tonight so he will be happy to see this. I don't remember this picture either. I remember you having station wagons though! Love, Brenda
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