I found this photo of me and my dad in the chicken yard when I was a wee lad. It and the article below prompted a thought about nurturing a healthy inner life.


In his book, Last Child in the Woods, Richard Louv promotes the need to reconnect kids to the natural world. I couldn’t agree more. This picture reminds me of the heritage that I was given, even though I didn’t fully appreciate it at the time.

I hated the country as a teenager. Too boring, nothing to do. Now I would love to have a rural plot of land on which I could release creative energy. I can’t be outside enough.

I believe the answer Louv is promoting is simple; children need grown ups to show them how to live. It’s the execution of that solution that is not so easy.

Kids will always squawk, always balk, always resist the generation ahead of them, but will eventually come around in due time. Remember how dumb you thought your parents were? Now we see they may have known a thing or two.

Chicken in the bread pan pickin out dough