open fields of sunlit grass

“If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things in nature have a message you understand, Rejoice, for your soul is alive.” 

~ Eleanora Duse

As a child, I have vivid memories of playing in the grass on a sunny day. I specifically remember my mom playing a game of "Duck, Duck, Goose" with one my kindergarten or 1st grade class on our front lawn. She rarely ever said "duck." Rather, she preferred to use any other word or phrase: toilet paper, peanut butter, squash, grasshopper, etc. We would giggle in delight at the silliness of using such words to replace "duck" until she finally got to "goose," in which whoever had been tapped would immediately jump up from their spot on the grass to chase her and then repeat the pattern.

I have other memories of playing in the grass...in particular, my brother's early attempt at playing tee ball. He was always a designated outfielder. As such, during the course of the game, he would sit in the tall blades of grass in the outfield and pick single strands almost as if he was playing "she loves me, she loves me not." Needless to say, he didn't become much of a jock in later years.

I find myself falling into these memories when I see open fields of sunlit grass - these moments of time that fill me with joy as I reflect on days past and imagine days to come. Aimeelmk's photo gives me that same feeling of nostalgia...it makes me feel alive. You can almost hear children running with laughter on a sunny day.

Until next time,
Ashley of Ramblings and Photos

Morning Do!!!! by Aimeelmk