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I took my three youngest sons hiking yesterday. It was magical. One of those perfect fall days of sunshine and fresh air and brilliant color. A perfect storm of all the best that Tennessee woods have to offer.
We were journeying hobbits one moment then as we passed along a gravel topped spill-way my 4 year old began to drag his hiking boots and acted as though he couldn't quite keep his feet on the ground, "Look, I'm John Carter of Mars!"
We saw turtles and geese and flowers and a man in khakis, dress shoes and a good haircut "hike" past sipping from a Starbucks coffee cup. Evidently his break-room door is a portal into a State Park. We passed a group of Japanese tourists all dressed in black and white striped shirts and pushing strollers. An odd sort of chain-gang?
The boys danced in the wind gusts trying to catch leaves. Which would have been peaceful except that the gust kept timing out to when we were at the edge of precipices.
Back to the Canadian Geese, they were gorgeous and huge, and they made my 4 year old hungry. "Mom, remember how I learned to swim under water this summer?"
"Yep."
"Well, I think I could slip into the water and swim until I was under that goose and then I could pop up and grab it and then we could eat it for lunch."
"Wow," I responded.
"I'll do it right now," he said as he stepped to the edge of washed out road above the lake.
So many mental images. I know we are not allowed to take leaves and flowers out of the State Park- but what's the law on hand-caught geese?
As a mom I choose this outing as a keeper-memory to put at the top of my stack of go-to memories. I control my brain's memory filing-system so why not use connection moments like these as my mental screen saver?
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http://womentakingastand.blogspot.com/2012/10/thankful-thursdaywhat-is-perfect.html
I took my three youngest sons hiking yesterday. It was magical. One of those perfect fall days of sunshine and fresh air and brilliant color. A perfect storm of all the best that Tennessee woods have to offer.
We were journeying hobbits one moment then as we passed along a gravel topped spill-way my 4 year old began to drag his hiking boots and acted as though he couldn't quite keep his feet on the ground, "Look, I'm John Carter of Mars!"
We saw turtles and geese and flowers and a man in khakis, dress shoes and a good haircut "hike" past sipping from a Starbucks coffee cup. Evidently his break-room door is a portal into a State Park. We passed a group of Japanese tourists all dressed in black and white striped shirts and pushing strollers. An odd sort of chain-gang?
The boys danced in the wind gusts trying to catch leaves. Which would have been peaceful except that the gust kept timing out to when we were at the edge of precipices.
Back to the Canadian Geese, they were gorgeous and huge, and they made my 4 year old hungry. "Mom, remember how I learned to swim under water this summer?"
"Yep."
"Well, I think I could slip into the water and swim until I was under that goose and then I could pop up and grab it and then we could eat it for lunch."
"Wow," I responded.
"I'll do it right now," he said as he stepped to the edge of washed out road above the lake.
So many mental images. I know we are not allowed to take leaves and flowers out of the State Park- but what's the law on hand-caught geese?
As a mom I choose this outing as a keeper-memory to put at the top of my stack of go-to memories. I control my brain's memory filing-system so why not use connection moments like these as my mental screen saver?
.
http://womentakingastand.blogspot.com/2012/10/thankful-thursdaywhat-is-perfect.html
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2 comments:
Sounds like a nice day and a wonderful memory for you.
Have a great Thurdsay!
Bethany
What great memories! Have a wonderful weekend.
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