We had a fair once in our back yard. One of our exhibits was a grass snake in a mayo jar. My sis & our cousin had a biz briefly. They gathered shiney rocks & sold them door to door.
I love your story, Deb! (I would've taken one of your Mini Hut rides.) I think I've shared your urge to create most of my life, beginning with the little stories I wrote as a child, then veering into creating things with my hands. So –– macrame, knitting, crocheting, needlepoint, basket weaving, etc., etc. Oddly, since I began writing again with Story Summit, I've pushed aside all of my other creative ventures. It's writing that gives me fulfillment. Thank you for your inspiration and influence in bringing me back to my first love. And thank you for the meditations, which I'll try tomorrow!
I love this, Mary Jo. And I totally understand about pushing aside the other creative ventures and focusing on writing. I have a whole closet full of half-done sewing projects from many, many years ago because writing brings so much fulfillment. I'm delighted to be part of you connecting with your first love!
Thank you for this story, Deb. I was never as creative to design something as wonderful as your Mini Hut, but I do admire your ability to think that way as a child. That helps me to understand who you are today and why your words are both powerful and comforting. I am sorry to hear about the passing of someone dear to you. I know that what you write and tell people will be a proper tribute to their life.
I love everything about this story! The photos, the picture in my mind of you two working on the project, then putting it all away after its finale, and the exhilarating connection to present creativity. What a fun and inspiring post! written with fondness for childhood and tender, wise perspectives from maturity.
Thanks for the bonus meditations. The upcoming book sounds great, too!
What a great episode of your youth, Debra. My brother and I grew up in the sticks so there were no opportunities to "make it rich" off others. Any schemes we concocted would have only passed the same nickel back and forth between us. Probably explains how we both went into service careers (albeit fostering some creativity) rather than profitable ones. Thanks for the memories, Debra.
Love the connection of childhood creativity to your work today! I'm looking forward to trying the Posture of Grandeur exercise tomorrow morning before I write. Intriguing title!
As always feel blessed and peaceful with your meditations Deb 🫶🏻 and I love being taken back to my childhood with my brother by your story. He always found ways to make games out of things he found. Your story made me remember about one of his inventions for the neighborhood kids too. He took a big cardboard box 📦 and turned it into an amusement ride with his big energy and sheer intention of joy for whomever dared to sit inside. He would run 🏃♂️ up and down the gravel road and twist and turn them and slide them all over in an amusement type ride. They would scream with joy and soon a line was formed with all the kids who normally played out on the street in those times near my grandmothers house. I still feel joy recalling those days. 😁Thanks for bringing joy with your memories Deb. ❤️
The "boy next door" and I missed a wonderful entrepreneurial opportunity back in the early '60's, when we ripped the steel wheels off some roller skates and screwed them onto the bottom of wooden 2 x 4s we found in his garage. What fun it was to travel down our rock and tar street balanced on those boards thinking we were really hot stuff! My mom spent hours plucking rocks out of my knees with tweezers. Little did we know, California was way ahead of us with the invention of the skateboard. Oh well! It sure sparked our creative spirits!
I love your "mini hut" story, Deb!! We did have wagon rides in our neighborhood, but never thought of a hut on it. Nowadays, there are mobile "tiny homes." Perhaps one of your neighborhood kids came with that idea! 😊
We had a fair once in our back yard. One of our exhibits was a grass snake in a mayo jar. My sis & our cousin had a biz briefly. They gathered shiney rocks & sold them door to door.
A grass snake in a mayo jar! That sounds like quite a fair. And I LOVE the entrepreneurial spirt of selling rocks. :)
I love your story, Deb! (I would've taken one of your Mini Hut rides.) I think I've shared your urge to create most of my life, beginning with the little stories I wrote as a child, then veering into creating things with my hands. So –– macrame, knitting, crocheting, needlepoint, basket weaving, etc., etc. Oddly, since I began writing again with Story Summit, I've pushed aside all of my other creative ventures. It's writing that gives me fulfillment. Thank you for your inspiration and influence in bringing me back to my first love. And thank you for the meditations, which I'll try tomorrow!
I love this, Mary Jo. And I totally understand about pushing aside the other creative ventures and focusing on writing. I have a whole closet full of half-done sewing projects from many, many years ago because writing brings so much fulfillment. I'm delighted to be part of you connecting with your first love!
Thank you for this story, Deb. I was never as creative to design something as wonderful as your Mini Hut, but I do admire your ability to think that way as a child. That helps me to understand who you are today and why your words are both powerful and comforting. I am sorry to hear about the passing of someone dear to you. I know that what you write and tell people will be a proper tribute to their life.
Thank you so much, Kathi. I really appreciate you and your kind words.
I love everything about this story! The photos, the picture in my mind of you two working on the project, then putting it all away after its finale, and the exhilarating connection to present creativity. What a fun and inspiring post! written with fondness for childhood and tender, wise perspectives from maturity.
Thanks for the bonus meditations. The upcoming book sounds great, too!
Thank you, Gaylyn! It's fun to think back on childhood and see some of the simple things that helped us take root.
What a great episode of your youth, Debra. My brother and I grew up in the sticks so there were no opportunities to "make it rich" off others. Any schemes we concocted would have only passed the same nickel back and forth between us. Probably explains how we both went into service careers (albeit fostering some creativity) rather than profitable ones. Thanks for the memories, Debra.
OMG. I completely fell into your childhood, Deb. I would have given you a nickle, and so would all my brothers! Love the message! xoxox Putt putt.
Wow, with all those nickels, we would have been rich! 😀
Love the connection of childhood creativity to your work today! I'm looking forward to trying the Posture of Grandeur exercise tomorrow morning before I write. Intriguing title!
As always feel blessed and peaceful with your meditations Deb 🫶🏻 and I love being taken back to my childhood with my brother by your story. He always found ways to make games out of things he found. Your story made me remember about one of his inventions for the neighborhood kids too. He took a big cardboard box 📦 and turned it into an amusement ride with his big energy and sheer intention of joy for whomever dared to sit inside. He would run 🏃♂️ up and down the gravel road and twist and turn them and slide them all over in an amusement type ride. They would scream with joy and soon a line was formed with all the kids who normally played out on the street in those times near my grandmothers house. I still feel joy recalling those days. 😁Thanks for bringing joy with your memories Deb. ❤️
The "boy next door" and I missed a wonderful entrepreneurial opportunity back in the early '60's, when we ripped the steel wheels off some roller skates and screwed them onto the bottom of wooden 2 x 4s we found in his garage. What fun it was to travel down our rock and tar street balanced on those boards thinking we were really hot stuff! My mom spent hours plucking rocks out of my knees with tweezers. Little did we know, California was way ahead of us with the invention of the skateboard. Oh well! It sure sparked our creative spirits!
I love your "mini hut" story, Deb!! We did have wagon rides in our neighborhood, but never thought of a hut on it. Nowadays, there are mobile "tiny homes." Perhaps one of your neighborhood kids came with that idea! 😊
I remember these days well.
Such a fun endeavor for you growing up. I loved making forts and so do my grandchildren. It's a children's paradise creating and making your own fun.