Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Remembering How to See

Spring is here in my little area of the Midwest. The crunchy brown fields and rheumatoid gray branches are again dotted with green buds and blossom heads. Birds, squirrels and bunnies are scampering, courting, and building nests. Skunks are prowling about at night, making Most Beautiful Dog nutty. The freeze-dried, squeaky smell of winter is giving way to rich scents of earth, moss, worms and rain. And Incrediboy is climbing the walls to go outside at any opportunity.

I can’t say as I blame him – I feel the same way.

We have been spending our evenings outdoors (sans jackets I might add) nearly every day. The Hub has taken Incrediboy across the road and into the farming field to look for interesting items to collect. They bring home to me neat looking rocks and arrowheads and stories of deer hoofprints and coyote tracks and the broken, weathered umbrella now residing in the thicket island. Incrediboy has amassed a nice collection of fieldstones that we keep at the corner of the deck. I too have gone treasure hunting with him - I observe his selection process, and wonder what attracts him to some stones while others are discarded. It’s a joy to watch him discover the world and assess his finds.

Part of country living is sharing the environment with the critters that lived there before you. The other day we found a bug in Incrediboy’s room. It looked like a stinkbug but was painted with bright red blotches – a characteristic I’d never seen on such a bug. The boy was out of his mind with excitement. We took the bug to show Daddy, who was also impressed. We then took the lovely bug outdoors and set it free. We wanted to help Incrediboy understand that the bug needed to be with his family, just as we did. He seemed quite in tune with that idea.

I have begun reloading the birdfeeder with songbird mix and we watch the birds from our front window. Incrediboy likes for me to look up the visitors in our bird guide and wants to learn their names and compare the pictures to what we see in front of us. MBDog is also very interested in the birds. Preferrably with a bit of a l’orange sauce.

The boy is still very much in love with the moon. The other evening the moon was rising across the road and he got very excited about its appearance. He asked to go across the road to the farming field. We walked a good 2 or 3 acres before I suggested we head back.

“But I want to get the moon!”, he says.

He was trying to walk over to the moon. He was sure if we kept going, we’d be able to touch it – maybe even pick it up and bring it home with us.

There is so much in this world we take for granted. I don’t remember what it’s like to think upon such things for the first time and ponder possibilities so out of context from what I know as an adult. There were once days when we would imagine up possibilities for things when we didn’t know the truth about them. There were days we had blind faith in magic and miracles.

Sometimes the teacher becomes the student.

I’m remembering how to see through the eyes of a child.

It’s inexplicably wonderful.

13 comments:

Itchy said...

I still like to believe that I can scoop up the clouds like cotton candy if I could get close enough to them.

And while you are cherishing seeing all these wonderful things through his eyes...my sister and I are cherishing being able to play with the same toys that we had when we were little girls. Oh, I mean...play with them with her daughter....yeah...that's what I meant!

Spin_Doc1 said...

http://heritage.stsci.edu/gallery/galindex.html

Clew, this is a great website for images from the hubble telescope. I enjoy sharing them with the small children in my life.

naive-no-more said...

Another beautiful post. We often take for granted the thoughts and processes that go on in other's minds, including our little ones. What a very cool realization and he'll be the only preschooler that can correctly identify a oriol or a tufted titmouse!

Kristi said...

I am reminded of that childrens bok (I think by Eric Carle?) about the little girl wanting her Father to get the moon for her. It's importatn to see life as a child would. Helps keep us young and appreciate all the things around us.

martie said...

Yes Clew, this is a wonderful post. A great reminder to us "adults" to see things new and with fresh wonder instead of taking them for granted. Seems as if the young have a lot to teach us!

The Editor said...

I felt so much harmony in your post. Relaxing to the mind and warm.

jgf said...

Innocence and the sense of wonder are the gifts children bring to us!

McSwain said...

Oh wow. I forgot you live in the country. How wonderful! This post really gets me. I have fallen in love with God's creation all over again, and it's mostly because I'm rediscovering how beautiful it really is through my son. Amazing. Have fun!

bigwhitehat said...

Savor every moment. You only get one opportunity. Any time you try to make up for a moment lost, you could have had two.

chesneygirl said...

This a GREAT post!

Kids are AMAZING!!! And I never realized how much until my son started walking and talking.

My son is almost 2 and LOVES to be outside and these last few warm days have been HEAVEN for him!

What a great idea to take the little one on a exploring hike in the field.
And I should get a birdfeeder too.
Thanks for the great ideas!

Keep having fun! :)

Michael said...

The moon was beautiful here in Chicago last evening. I miss seeing the stars like I did when I was growing up in the country so whenever it's a full moon...I moon over it : -)

Ocean said...

wow what a nice storie, I almost felt I was out there in that field with you. Natural treasures are truely the best. I travelled to different states with my hubby on his job for two years. And to this day my most treasured things from the trips are the wonderful stones and rocks I found and brought back home. I can still tell where each one came from and where I found it.

Bill Scott, Sr. said...

That sounds so nice Clew...so very nice.