we always had a big sand pile in the back yard and a hose for water to use in building of the sand sculptures and cleaning off the sand from our sweaty smelly kids bodies - we used cans and boxes and jars and bowels cups whatever we could beg off mom or sneak out f the house to use our sand forts had my brothers little plastic cowboys or army men inside and it usually ended in a war of some kind and me crying eyes and ears caked with sand inside the grit in my teeth trying to hose it out of my hair -
Friday, July 6, 2012
only boring people get bored
I am never bored always designing and creating in my head - when I was a kid wanting some attention and someone to entertain me I would tell mom - I'm bored ( I saw it in TV ) and she said only boring people get bored ............ I thought about that ..... and thought I'm not boring .... I don't want to be boring .. and as usual for me set to plan things in my mind - . I would create and decorate .
we always had a big sand pile in the back yard and a hose for water to use in building of the sand sculptures and cleaning off the sand from our sweaty smelly kids bodies - we used cans and boxes and jars and bowels cups whatever we could beg off mom or sneak out f the house to use our sand forts had my brothers little plastic cowboys or army men inside and it usually ended in a war of some kind and me crying eyes and ears caked with sand inside the grit in my teeth trying to hose it out of my hair -
these hot summer days remind me of those times in the sand pile under the big tree in the early morning the breeze blowing through the leaves the birds chirping the warmth in the air , looking up to see the sun peeping through the leaves a soft smell of mom flowers - morning glories - we had a big round front porch it looked like a gazebo on the front of an old rundown Victorian and she planted morning glories all round and tied string to nails making a lattice shape and the porch was made so beautiful with the shade and the flowers in the morning I just knew there were fairies there and magic . what saved me in life was no matter what happened that was bad or sad (throughout my childhood there was a lot) ... that there was good and magic right around the corner .
we always had a big sand pile in the back yard and a hose for water to use in building of the sand sculptures and cleaning off the sand from our sweaty smelly kids bodies - we used cans and boxes and jars and bowels cups whatever we could beg off mom or sneak out f the house to use our sand forts had my brothers little plastic cowboys or army men inside and it usually ended in a war of some kind and me crying eyes and ears caked with sand inside the grit in my teeth trying to hose it out of my hair -
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