Love this… reminds me of my sisters and I playing in the backyard riding out trikes and then spying fairies out in the field, dropping the trikes where they were and running running out into the old corn field after the magic fairies… I can hear the shhhhhhhhhh from my older sister as she attempted to sneak closer, then the crackle of laughter from Jo as she spotted a worm on a stalk… “Look what I found! A someday butterfly!” I then remember our return to our trusty trikes with our treasures and off we went to show mom…
Terrific picture. I looked at it and thought to myself “When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.” These are the discarded remnants of our childhoods.
March 12, 2012 at 10:25 pm
I like this….can almost hear the voices of these kids around….
well done , M !
March 12, 2012 at 10:27 pm
Oh, what a wonderful compliment! Thank you so, so much.
March 12, 2012 at 10:33 pm
<3
March 12, 2012 at 10:25 pm
This is a great, and kind of creepy, picture.
March 12, 2012 at 10:28 pm
Yep, a little creepy, a little nostalgic, a little wondering-why. :) Thank you for taking the time to view and comment! — Melissa
March 12, 2012 at 10:27 pm
This images makes me a little sad.
March 12, 2012 at 10:29 pm
I am glad that it reaches, seems to reach in many ways. Thank you for taking the time to view and leave a comment! — M.
March 12, 2012 at 11:56 pm
Love this… reminds me of my sisters and I playing in the backyard riding out trikes and then spying fairies out in the field, dropping the trikes where they were and running running out into the old corn field after the magic fairies… I can hear the shhhhhhhhhh from my older sister as she attempted to sneak closer, then the crackle of laughter from Jo as she spotted a worm on a stalk… “Look what I found! A someday butterfly!” I then remember our return to our trusty trikes with our treasures and off we went to show mom…
Love this photo…
March 13, 2012 at 6:18 am
Your comment is priceless and dear and feels like a poem. Thank you so much for taking the time to leave your thoughts and precious memory! — M.
March 13, 2012 at 7:54 pm
Terrific picture. I looked at it and thought to myself “When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.” These are the discarded remnants of our childhoods.
March 13, 2012 at 9:02 pm
What a wonderful comment. Thank you so much.
March 16, 2012 at 2:38 pm
Reminds me of when we were children.