when looking at the trees on the kinder playground
it’s easy to see how tall the little people are
the green does not dare begin until it is
above and safely out of the reach of their tiny hands
even if they are standing on tippy toes
pulling, climbing, bending, picking, snapping
the trees do the math and live to tell the tale.
“trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.”
-zora neale hurston
when you find a perfect circle of ice
in the bottom of a sand pail
and hold it to the winter’s sun
things become crystal clear.
“there is a beauty and clarity that comes from simplicity that we sometimes
do not appreciate in our thirst for intricate solutions.”
-dieter f. uchtdorf
a couple of enterprising 5-year olds
create the raised walkway
many 3s, 4s and 5s
try it out
for quality control
offering their suggestions
rebuilding as they go.
“in most vital organizations, there is a common bond of interdependence,
mutual interest, interlocking contributions, and simple joy.”
“the supreme accomplishment
is to blur the line between work and play.”
-arnold j. toynbee
the playground community
unsure what to do
how to help
there had been an accident
it had happened to one of their own
one’s hair somehow
got wound around
the button of another
the two involved
sat down next to each other
(no other logistical choice really)
one put her arm around the other
one big one
helped them to unwind it
one turned away
unsure how to help
one stood by
ready to help
one stood at a safe distance
helping by being near
in the end
all was well
without a sense of caring, there can be no sense of community.
anthony j. d’angelo
the kinder team in action on the big dig,
in search of dinosaur bones.
some do the labor,
their dino artifacts go on display
for all to enjoy
in the playground museum.
the dinosaur’s eloquent lesson is that if some bigness is good,
an overabundance of bigness is not necessarily better.
– eric johnston
we came outside today
that it had
magically turned into spring.
when we said
coats weren’t really needed either
shrieks of delight
to peel off those coats
throw them down
after the long winter
to feel a taste of real freedom once again.
i need this wild life, this freedom. – zane grey