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Ann Foley's avatar

Lovely post! What I loved as a kid was crafting, any kind of crafting. I made so much stuff, and now when I see all the macrame appearing on walls everywhere it takes me back to the 70s, when my mom would PAY ME to make macrame stuff for her - a belt, plant-hangers, so much stuff. It might be time to for me to dust off my macrame skills and once again, make some bank!

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Dani Cirignano's avatar

If you *did* want to get back into it...I'd be first on the list for a plant hanger!

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Ted's avatar

I grew up around mountain lakes that were so clear you could see everything from the surface to the bottom. Some of them would have colored stones and or downed, dead, semi-waterlogged trees that floated near the outlet. We would spend hours playing on the shores of those lakes, building stone forts; bombing pieces of wood we pretended were enemy battleships; skipping stones; or straddling the dead logs and riding them out from the shore like castaways escaping from a deserted island. Nothing could've been better at the time.

I'd post a picture of my favorite lake, but can't figure out how!

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Dani Cirignano's avatar

Ted your reflections are always so vivid. Pun intended.

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Nicole Mickelson's avatar

Grew up too poor to do much so I loved being outside. We had not much but I had a red blanket that was lava (Leo😈🔥) my sisters was green for grass (she was less spicy than me as a kid haha), we played on our blankets with our TY’s under a huge tree outside our tiny beach cabin on a reservation in Washington. My grandparents owned the house and had my mom pay reduced rent (young mama). We collected rocks and took walks to the bigger beach and giggled at the “swear word wall” where someone graffiti’d profanities and my sister and I thought it was hilarious. We rode bikes and rollerblades and were never inside except to eat and sleep. My mom and stepdad took us camping all the time, as I later learned “because it was free” and “sometimes when we couldn’t pay the electric bill yet”. But my sister and I had no clue, we just ventured around, my sister put together flower arrangements and I collected “cool rocks”.

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Dani Cirignano's avatar

That innocence. So precious.

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