Wednesday, November 07, 2012

Life Lessons


Take some time to splash in a puddle, kick through a pile of leaves,
and play again.
 

14 comments:

  1. Didn't we all do just the same thing when little!

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  2. That is a good lesson. "Taking time" comes so easily to little ones. Somehow we lose that tendency to linger as we grow older.

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  3. true..a very good lesson :)

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  4. Love your lesson, Lorrie. I needed this today!
    xo

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  5. I'm nodding! And read a book or two...and float down a river...and laugh every day:) It's all good.

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  6. Great shot, love her pink wellies!

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  7. So true!

    Thank you for stopping by my blog. I really appreciate your visit and your kind words!

    Have a great day,
    Kathleen

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  8. Simply adorable ! What color! I've just caught up on your recent posts and have enjoyed them all! The breakfast looks wonderful! My favorite meal to have for guests.

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  9. Delightful - thanks for sharing a glimpse into the life of a proud grandmother and her dear Little Miss. Keep smiling!

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  10. Awww...my goodness...adorable little darling child (and the pink puddle boots are cute too ;).
    x0x

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  11. What a sweet picture and a good idea! We just had our first snow, and it's not pretty! It tapered from snow to "wintry mix" and now rain. But I am thinking about going for a walk in it anyway. Just the brisk air in my lungs will be good for me.

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  12. Good advice, Lorrie. Also, your little granddaughter is adorable. Aren't you fortunate!
    -Karen

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  13. Children the world over love splashing in puddles don't they.

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