Finding the joy every day. 4/15/24
Wind. OBODO. Land of the wind; Rivers, Manitoba. When I was a kid I loved to watch the wind whip through the wheat fields beside our house. We lived on an army base and our house overlooked a wheat field. We use to play in the field, build forts, make mazes, play hide and seek and search out coulees. The wheat field would become anything we could imagine: a jungle, an ocean, a forest. Anything you could ponder in your imagination.
This was a place of joy in my childhood. What brought you joy in your childhood and still makes you smile? Please subscribe and comment.
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My happy place was Gibsons where we swam, pickniced and fished for shiners off the docks. Warm summer days.
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sounds brilliant and definitely joyful.
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