Monday, October 13, 2008

A Mossy Creek and Cracked Walnuts

I know this sounds sort of random, but I was thinking about my childhood and one place I spent a lot of time was my Great Grandfathers house. There is a mossy creek that runs through his property which I absolutely loved to walk up and down catching anything from minnows to crawdads. 
Apart from wondering around the wooded wonder, I remember a few cold days outside where we would be enjoying the warmth of a fire. Between my Great Grandpa and Grandma's chairs was an end table that held a bowl of pre-cracked walnuts with a "cracker" in the bowl. I remember my great grandpa teaching me how to crack a walnut open and I thought it was one of the coolest things ever and would crack as many walnuts from the bowl as I could and he would eat everyone that I cracked.
Something that I have been thinking about lately is in Luke where Jesus said that one who does not receive the kingdom of heaven like a child will have a hard time entering Heaven! So this is just something to remind me of my childhood to remind me of the wonder and amazement a child has on life, especially with something as simple as cracking walnuts!

4 comments:

Kristi said...

Oh the memories I have of being on Grandpa's farm in the "crik" with the cousins of my generation...
And I too was fascinated with the nut cracking bowl.
I love that you have such a sentimental side little cuz!

Kristi said...

Welcome to blogland by the way! I'm glad you're here!

Mom of Triple As said...

Fun! I love the blog. A couple of my favorite memories...sitting in front of the fireplace while Grandma scratched my back until it almost bled, and swimming...and having to get out for a "break" while Grandma watched her favorite soap. :)

Traci said...

There are great memories there at Grandpa's farm aren't there! I love reminicing the good times. We used to sling the moss from the creeks at each other until we were looked like green zoombies running through the field. Ha ha, good times!