A Life in the Country ~ Wildly Enthusiastic About Little Things…

…Like making a new Willow Archway…

Some things can only be understood when you’re in a tree house.  With a pile of
warm chocolate chip cookies.  And a book.  ~Dr. SunWolf

…or the sun shining like crazy across the frozen snow on Chritmas Eve…

I am often accused of being childish.  I prefer to interpret that as
child-like.  I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things.  I tend to
exaggerate and  and embellish.  I still listen to instinctual urges.  I
play with leaves.  I skip down the street and run against the wind.  I never
water my garden without soaking myself.  It has been after such times of joy
that I have achieved my greatest creativity and produced my best work. ~Leo F.
Buscaglia, Bus 9 to Paradise

…or deciding to paint silver stars all over a wall in the cottage…

Creativity represents a miraculous coming together of the uninhibited energy of
the child with its apparent opposite and enemy, the sense of order imposed on
the disciplined adult intelligence.  ~

…stepping over wet rocks on a sandy beach on an early summer day…

In my soul, I am still that small child who did not care about anything else but
the beautiful colors of a rainbow.  ~Papiha Ghosh

…the delight of seeing water drops sparkle like jewels in the early morning sun…

O men, grown sick with toil and care,
Leave for awhile the crowded mart;
women, sinking with despair,
Weary of limb and faint of heart,
Forget your
years to-day and come
As children back to childhood’s house.

The Man with the Child in his Eyes…Kate Bush…with great pics of Kate as a child… http://youtu.be/Nodmp317h_A


  1. a lovely way to view each day and each new task. I’m always saying that people don’t take the time to stop, and look at the beauty around them instead of on the screen in front of them. Seeing the dew drops on trees, smelling the Autumn mustiness, watching the clouds play together…..true beauty, enough to lift the heart and feed the inner child. Love the silver stars on the cottage walls by the way. Thanks for reminding me of the joys of looking through the eyes of my childhood.
    Ric xx

    • Yes indeed Ric…we are inclined to forget the real value of our lives, for we are on a journey, an eternal journey of beautiful experiences that we falsely view through materialism, yet the beauty of that journey is manifest all around us, all the time!
      All Good Wishes

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