Way back when we decided to take our field and create a spiral labyrinth we did it on a whim; another one of our "what if we did this" moments. Tom and I have a lot of those. He, being the brains behind all our endeavors, took some math, an old tire, laundry line we had in the garage and bamboo sticks to lay out the pattern and then I said a little prayer to the universe and mowed where he told me to mow. It worked, not that I ever had any doubt. :-) From there we just let nature do what nature does. A couple of the early years we tried to use a huge tripod watering system to get some water out there, but it wasn't the best system and only made the neighbors think we are even crazier than before. (I prefer the term "quirky".) Some years,we have glorious results with lots of flowering things. Other years it is less impressive. Any year it has been a joy, especially this year.
As grandparents we are rather lame on the outdoor play opportunities. We have no play set or swing (though I hope to remedy that with a good old fashioned tire swing next year.) The water table gets everyone wet and the sandbox makes a mess, though ball play and bubbles have been fun. It is the spiral, though, that seems to make everyone happy. There is something about running around in circles that tickle every age group. Even now, when the grasses are near death from lack of rain we still managed to have a good time.
Cambria is all about running as fast as she can, tagging people as she passes and trying to get everyone to race her. Also, there is the turning her brother into a frog.
Emerson likes to fly and Callum was into the grass, except when it got in his way.
And in the end everyone comes out, even Cooper who is 93 in dog years.
It is the simple things that we must watch for, the ordinary moments that become extraordinary. My life is blessed with so many of those especially on Tuesday nights.