Sissy and I found this oddly shaped mushroom heart on our walk though the forests of our childhood. When we were small, I just assumed everyone had an entire forest, canyon and creek to play in. Now I realize our childhood world was rare and beautiful. Those woods are still there for now. I am grateful they are. It is a privilege to remember the beauty through my childhood eyes and see that rare loveliness as an adult.
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How I wish the forest I used to play in before is still the way I remember it is...
ReplyDeleteI haven't quite decided if this is a plump heart ... or a misshapen, um, "behind"!!! Love it!!!
ReplyDeletelove it Beth!
ReplyDeleteSo many of the small bits of forest are being razed...
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