Outside Clubhouse [Daily Prompt: Keep Out]

Who is the one person you hope isn’t reading your blog? Why?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us OUTSIDE.
Daily Prompt: Keep Out.  

There isn’t one person I wouldn’t want to read my blog.  I blog on a public site for the sole purpose of having other people read it.  I find it eye-opening to have the outside look in and give their opinion whether negative or positive.  So please read, all of you and leave your comments and click my like button! 

For me, it is easier to convey my feelings through writing than it is to speak with someone.  I am very outspoken  but sometimes I find it difficult to find the right words to “say” as opposed to always knowing what to write to get my point across. 

When I think of the word, “outside”  I think about my childhood.   If I were to show you “outside” it wouldn’t be in reference to who I wouldn’t want to read my blog.  I would show you the grass, the trees, the sound of children playing in the grass, running around, scraping knees and getting sweaty in the sun

I spent a lot of time outside as a kid.  I am one the generations left that didn’t have the internet or cell phones yet.  As a 13-14 year old, I watched how technology changed life’s course.  I am glad I had time without all the technological distractions.  I spent all my time playing outside, problem solving, getting exercise physically and mentally and most importantly using my imagination vividly in ways that children miss out on today.

 

 When I think of being outside, I immediately think of summer.  I think about the 4th of July marking that summer has officially begun.  When I was around 7-8 years old, 4th of July was a major event in my neighborhood.  The BBQ’s were all going, it was crazy hot out, 90’s music blaring out of the speakers and life didn’t need anything else.

The sky was completely lit up with all types of fireworks.  The streets were just as lit up with bonfires and children twirling around their sparklers until they burned out.  You would have figured that with all of the smoke and fire, it would have kept the mosquitos away but I always had so many bites.

I could show you “outside” through a window or on a page but it would be a lot more fun if you just took my hand and came with me.  You are never too old to swing out your arms and spin around under the summer sun.  

 

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3 comments on “Outside Clubhouse [Daily Prompt: Keep Out]

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