The back woods are full of daffodils.
Many of them are blossoming behind
fallen trees, possible poison ivy, and
various forms of thorny vines. Although,
I consider going in closer to enjoy
the flowers or even clip some for the
table, I do not. When I came upon
this little “nut shell” I was with my
youngest granddaughter. She is
enthralled with the moss. Within
a few more steps she stopped and
peeled the moss from the ground.
Put some in her coat pocket and
rubbed some on her ankles. When she
started to stuff it into her socks, her
mother distracted her to get her to
stop. She doesn’t care about poison ivy.
She loves to sit in the wet soft earth and
touch it with her toes and hands. She’s
been in gardens and earthy things since
she was first born. Her mother, one of
my grown girls, has cultivated this love
of the outdoors with her.
TOH to date: 297 hours and 47 min.
