Outdoor Play

Sadly, my generation may have been the last to grasp the blast of outdoor adventure play for as long as childhood stayed. Eager anticipation took our feet from breakfast table to door where sunshiny wealth lent growing health while we explored. Come lunch, dinner or dark, and we’d be home on time’s mark. From mud pies and dirt mountains to frogs and daisy chains to sitting logs, chalk marks and red rover, red rover games, we created, imagined, questioned, practiced and acted. All adults in the neighborhood were bound by kids so active. I prefer my memories to today’s play of electronic imagery. ... CayCay Jennings September 29, 2018