Grandmothers have a unique opportunity to encourage youngins to get out and about. I have already allowed video games and TV fast more than was good for my children simply as a method of coping.
But I don’t have to cope, now. I can give the smart little rascals back!
So I want to get the grandkids involved in the garden when they get older. I want to explore the creek and listen to the catbirds in our shrubs.
“As a child, one has that magical capacity to move among the many eras of the earth; to see the land as an animal does; to experience the sky from the perspective of the flower or a bee; to feel the earth quiver and breathe beneath us; to know a hundred different smells of mud and listen unconsciously to the soughing of the trees…”, wrote Valerie Andrews in her book called ‘A Passion for this Earth’.
Some of my earliest childhood memories are of playing games like hide and seek and blind man’s bluff with the kids in the neighborhood. We were a bunch of 8-10 kids who would gather in the biggest garden available (which was, luckily, ours) or the park every evening around tea-time and spend at least two hours together. We would either play one of the above mentioned games or simply make…
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