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When I was a toddler, my parents were just two kids themselves, trying to figure out how to do life. There was hardship, struggle, uncertainty, and lack of material things (oh, the horror!!) But, I wasn't aware of any of that back then -- partially because I was mostly just trying to conquer bladder control & shoe-tying, but, I like to think that my Mom also had a lot to do with it...
I remember our routine nature walks through the woods behind that little one-bedroom apartment. I remember the stinky glue sticks, and the cheap construction paper in every color of the rainbow. I remember having full creative control over the "pictures" that I made with my collected leaves, rocks, and natural treasures.
And, I remember being damn happy about it.
Mom made it that way, by (purposely or not) teaching infinitely valuable life lessons: Keep close to nature; Use what you've got; Creativity has no limits (aside from eating the glue).
Decades later, I'm still out here weaving my Nature finds into pictures (with much less glue involved these days). Mom planted a seed in my soul a long time ago, and I wouldn't want it any other way!
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Posted on May 14, 2017
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