I remember stealing away from the noise of aunts and uncles, cousins and grandparents, and finding a soft spot to park myself with a few dolls. I remember the whispered conversations these "friends" would have, and the complete peace and absorption of quiet, solitary play.
I remember now, thanks to her.
Or stealing away with a book.What a great habit.
ReplyDeleteI remember this too. In fact I still do it! Maybe not with a doll of book, but I will steal away to the basement to "get something from the freezer" for a few minutes.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful moment captured, she looks so peaceful.
Jennifer @ Dark blue dragon
What a beautiful moment! I was never the type to steal away when family or friends were around, but I can certainly identify when the calm that comes from being alone with your own thoughts and private playtime. Very sweet!
ReplyDeleteThat looks like the best spot ever!
ReplyDeleteI remember sneaking out of the house to climb into Mr. Eldridge's tree with my book. The only way to get some quiet from my three younger siblings. Plus, I could watch what you were all doing if you came outside....
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