We had such a lovely weekend. It warmed up after our little snow storm and we went outside to enjoy the spring like weather. The weather is enjoyable up here and you are never snowed in long. We have several large boulders in our wood the girls take pleasure in playing on. They have had picnics & tea parties, built fairy houses and been Pocahontas on these massive rocks. They have pretended to be on a boat, or an island far away from their home. In the snow they have climbed on the rocks to escape an avalanche and in the summer stretched out and sunned upon it's top. This weekend it became the Dancing Rock. Sage sang and danced to the music of the butterfly -- ad lib. She did this for almost an hour engrossed in a great drama and I was mesmerized in watching her. Not being a prissy one, Piper played with a snow shovel digging in the dirt and climbed on a log in her own style enjoying the mud left behind by the melting snow. Children are creative little sprites when left to their own imagination. They really don't need to be entertained constantly or taken somewhere. When left to their own devices they learn to create using the gifts of nature that God has given us. I know the Lord smiles on these little ones. They say a picture is worth a thousand words.... It truly was a wonderful splendid weekend.
Song of the Dancing Rock...
Be thou my vision.....
Oh Lord of my heart...
Not be all else to me...
Save that thou art...
Thou my best thought...
By day..
or by night....
Waking or sleeping
My presence my light...
Be thou my vision, and thou my true word...
I ever with thee and thou with me Lord...
Thou my great Father, I thy true one...
Thou in me dwelling...
And I with thee one.
She's dancing' while I'm doin' all the work
You see all my work?
humph... I'm workin'' hard
I need a rest...
And some fun...
The sun shinning and warm temperatures drew us to the General Store for a soda and some treats. Nothing is so good as soda in a glass bottle! You feel like you've stepped back in time when you enter -- the smell of old wood, music on the banjo, fiddle & mandolin, the smell of the old piper stove heating up the store and little ones eyes sparkling at all the candies and toys. It is a good place to go if you want to experience old time living up in the Appalachian mountains.
General Store
Relaxing on the porch...
An old rocker blackened on the back from years of use...
A child's delight..
Stepping back in time...
to good ol' Appalachian music...
don't forget to leave a tip in the can
oh, look at the toys mama....
an old file...
up the stairs with their baskets in hand
iron works
soda in a glass bottle... a must
an old log church
Little Cabin In the Woods
Cream soda in a bottle....mmmmm
Later, after we were rested I did some work in the studio. I let the girls record some music and stories of their own. With great enthusiasm they planned their project..... stories with musical interludes in between.
serious recording session... (with very chapped lips)
Once upon a time....
Piper the pipest...
getting tickled
Have a delightful day and enjoy life!
