ever wonder where your childhood has gone.
sugar and spice and everything nice...
knealing at the sink, finishing up my daily chores. i loved
this kitchen in waynetown. bright red cabinets, barnwood
walls. pat and karen were way ahead of their time. they
could take a piece of any scrap and turn it into a functional
piece. 32 years later, they are still doing it and so am i. my
dad recently bought a kiln and has started throwing again.
he has a little workshop out in the back yard. he is happy
i often wonder if the youth today are gaining anything in this
life. we rush them from practice to practice, club to club.
grabbing drive-thru treats...hmmm and we wonder why our
kids are on prozac and obese.
we ran through the streets everyday. rode our bikes through
the country. swam in the creek built our own campfires, we
did our chores - minus allowance.
army blankets & clothesline make for great tents
erin and i rode one bike to the pool daily - i peddled and she
steared while positioned on the handlebars - beach towel
waving in the wind