Not so for the children!
They see tunnels, and forts, and mazes!
with voices that called :
Come hibernate with us!
as they lay ever so still under the Blueberry bushes.
Be still my heart! It was so very precious.
This is where the children belong. . .
in nature. . .
becoming one with the earth
using their imagination.
If you are unsure about something, look to the children, they will probably have the answer.