LOOK TO THE CHILDREN

I haven never given much thought to our Blueberry bushes in late Autumn. They are bare of leaves and bare of fruit, and while newer branches have a pretty reddish tint, they are just there. 

Not so for the children!
They see tunnels, and forts, and mazes! 

When I turned around, this is what I saw :

with voices that called :

We're hibernating!

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

playing together 

 using their imagination.

If you are unsure about something, look to the children, they will probably have the answer.

happy day!