We recently attended out monthly outdoors skills class. The bigger girls got a bit of extra instruction ... they spent the night prior out with some others in the group at the Wigwam site. They did very well and had a blast. Wendy and I were so proud. When we got there, the six kids who spent the night out acted out the night for us ... dinner, fox walking in the dark, gathering water, etc.
As has recently been the case, there was a finely honed gem of learning that occured and quite a bit of "practice the old stuff". This class started with wandering around the forest looking for a spring. And ... we found one. We each tasted the sweet, cool, clear water fresh from the spring. Then, we talked about how we knew it was a spring ... water was flowing away from a spot with no visible source upstream and how there was a very deep hole at the source. We had a discussion about drink water without purifying it first ... that it is safer to boil it if there is any doubt about its "holding of microscopic creepy crawlies and industrial waste." This spring was clean. So, we learned a song and sang.
Afterwards, we wandered a bit more to find a suitable shelter building area. The kids discussed what we needed to find. Then, the group broke up. Some kids built shelters on their own, some built fairy houses, and some make a fire and applesauce over it. I must admit that I had to step back and let Big, Little Sister direct the build. She did a great job. Little Fire Faery, to my horror, was teamed up with two of the youngest members of the group (5-6 year olds) who did not listen very well. She did a great job too of
guiding them as much as they would be guided. Precious and a few others about her age built their own small shelter.
The group all gathered later to inspect the shelters and then to enjoy the fresh, hot applesauce. It was so relaxing to just be in the woods, away from work, part of life. We then packed up to go back and help at the farm for a bit. Unfortunately, my escape was not complete and I had to return to work afterwards (it was no doubt all done on my terms).
While this pace may not be as fast I like, I do try to enjoy the scenery along the road. My life is so rich and full of good things that I really need to slow it and enjoy. Afterall, what is the rush? This is my MooseBoots path and I should savor each step on it.