When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them...
~ Robert Frost
The other day I spent the morning at The American Horticultural Society's River Farm and was reminded of M's earlier post about the simplicity of play.
Remember in the "olden days" when kids just went outside to play and explore and didn't need fancy toys or expensive swingsets? Isn't it awesome when they can identify flowers and birds or pretend that they are butterflies or can watch the honeybees collecting nectar? When they can find a small private corner and have conversations with the insects and fairies?
Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but that is the best kind of play, I think.