Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Juuuuuussssst a bit outside...............

Why, back in MY DAY, we forged creeks, jumped brooks, skipped rocks across the pond, climbed trees... found four leaf clovers... played whiffle ball, football, soccer, tag, red rover red rover... mom patched the knees of our jeans... we chased the ice cream truck... we made skateboards from plywood and our older sister's roller skates... we'd get to exhaustion, finally chiming in "FIRST ONE TO SEE THE STREELIGHTS ON!"....... then, we got our second wind:

We chased lightning bugs, put 'em in mason jars for some ungodly reason.. we kicked the can...one would finally give up and holler "Alllleeee alllleeee innnn freeeeee." We told ghost stories to try to scare the behoogity outta the youngest punks in the neighborhood... we built forts with blankets on the clothesline... and without verbally sharing with our fort-mates, we all wondered if there was sucha thing as The Boogie Man....

We touched: frogs, snakes, worms, butterflies, chalk, glass, charcoal, pop bottles, dead squirrels, gnarly stuff...

Why... why... KIDS NOWADAYS? They touch screens. YEP, they do. They're little inspector Gadgets. Nerds? They go from born, turn over, formula, crawl, baby food from those small jars (ain't sure whatya call em), to I-PADS. They've each got their own IPhone before the training wheels are ever taken off of the bike stored in the garage. They've Atari'ed, Nintendo'ed, Game Boy'ed, Kindle'ed, , Tivo'ed, DVD'ed, Wii'ed, Palm Pilot'ed, GoPro'ed......... whew. All that, surely their fingerprints no longer exist eh?

"My cell phone is my best friend. It's my lifeline to the outside world." Carrie Underwood.

And...

And...

And...

One day, the vast majority of 'em'll probably be halfway to a million on their 401K's by the time they're 30. HA! TAKE THAT you old geezer with the tin cans/string!

Oh well. I kinda likes outside. Or, as my mom, who grew up in the Depression, "we grew up playing outside... poor, but didn't know it."

Baby it's cold outside.

"Get outside. Watch the sunrise. How does that make you feel? Does it make you feel big or tiny? Because there's something good about both." Amy Grant.

"A good vacation for me is going outside to warm weather. Being able to go outside, in the sun, hit the beach, play outdoor sports. Being active outside. Going swimming, hanging by the pool, having a couple drinks, having a couple of your buddies around, and just having a blast." Rob Gronkowski.

"The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature, and God. Only then does one feel that all as it should be." Anne Frank.

Just singin' in the rain... I see skies of blue, red roses too... Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say it's all right... Rocky Mountain High... On the road again.. I've been through the desert on a horse with no name.. Well I'm standin' on the corner of Winslow Arizona and it's such a fine sight to see... From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun... And we're rollin, rollin, rollin on the river.. Sunshine on my shoulders.. Sitting in the morning sun, I'll be sitting when the evening comes..

We, my take anyways, allow the value of being outdoors diminish as we age. From memory, outdoor is happy. Free. Diverse. Godly. Smiley. Yummy.

Ending with a very poor pun... this year, I'm gonna try to think outside (of the box.) No more resolutions to promise to workout daily starting January 1 (and forget about that by Valentine's day.)

I planta get outside. Daily. Such wonder. So many feelings come over the body.. the brain..

It's too damn late for a "hella" 401K anyways.

Join me?

Love, Victurd

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