Rainy Days

The spring rains have kept us indoors the last few days.  These are days we love, though.  Our rhythms shift, slowing down to accommodate the long needs of “chapter games”.  The children play for hours, inventing, creating, storying, singing their way into their own becoming.   We watch them play and can feel them growing, like the wheat berries planted in their small clay pots….spring gardens ready to take home after the Spring Festival.  The wheat grass leaps up into the air and sunshine; the children’s imaginations are as fertile as the rich black forest soil.  We watch raindrops making rivers down the windowpanes, and robins catching worms in the rain.  Birds sing, the swollen creek sings, and indoors the song of the children growing is sweet.

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