tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post3287313399451069847..comments2024-02-21T03:32:15.577-05:00Comments on Jill Kemerer: Childhood's Wide Open SpacesJill Kemererhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-37153171432423580252010-09-05T16:29:12.086-04:002010-09-05T16:29:12.086-04:00You described this so beautifully. Yes, I had man...You described this so beautifully. Yes, I had many open spaces. I also miss that sense of time going on forever. Did you ever play with the mildweed pods? Just getting one and pulling the fluffy seeds out one by one was a thrill for me.Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15163662759281341381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-61735553540218452402010-09-02T12:13:17.160-04:002010-09-02T12:13:17.160-04:00Meika: Thank you, you made my day!Meika: Thank you, you made my day!Jill Kemererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-18513091120495647512010-09-02T09:31:22.927-04:002010-09-02T09:31:22.927-04:00Hi! I just stumbled across your blog and I just wa...Hi! I just stumbled across your blog and I just wanted to tell you I love it. Following :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11952125198101179121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-87596291059310289022010-09-02T08:16:48.500-04:002010-09-02T08:16:48.500-04:00Susan JR: Love your memories--they sound wonderful...Susan JR: Love your memories--they sound wonderful!<br /><br />Kathi: Same here. Busy, busy but miss that slow time. I've always wondered how to make clover necklaces!<br /><br />Thanks so much for stopping by!Jill Kemererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-2510953656741090692010-09-01T22:52:53.308-04:002010-09-01T22:52:53.308-04:00Too often I'm so caught up in what I'm doi...Too often I'm so caught up in what I'm doing and that I don't have time that the wonderful things in life pass me by.<br /><br />I had a wonderful childhood. I remember days of floating down the canal, picking clover to make necklaces, and gathering a dandelion bouquet. Ah to be young again.<br /><br />Thanks for reminding me to stop and smell the roses.Kathi Oram Petersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11959149321213743448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-42343763504420657002010-09-01T21:12:52.839-04:002010-09-01T21:12:52.839-04:00Hi Jill -
I'm a city kid, but I remember hot ...Hi Jill -<br /><br />I'm a city kid, but I remember hot summer nights, the sounds of the Mister Softy ice cream truck, tea parties on the back porch, and "swimming" in a small pool.<br /><br />Sometimes I miss those carefree times, but each season has its own flavor.<br /><br />Blessings,<br />Susan :)Susan J. Reinhardthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461276857852409546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-55782369420633895242010-09-01T20:47:02.816-04:002010-09-01T20:47:02.816-04:00Angie: Oh, you poet, you! I agree, nice ring to it...Angie: Oh, you poet, you! I agree, nice ring to it!<br /><br />Kara: I can picture Texas the way you describe it. Sounds right up my alley!<br /><br />Kelly: I worry about my kids not getting enough time to be bored--er, creative. You are definitely not alone on that one.<br /><br />Thanks so much for stopping by!Jill Kemererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-85633981962454952372010-09-01T18:46:49.473-04:002010-09-01T18:46:49.473-04:00Every year when I was a kid we used to do long car...Every year when I was a kid we used to do long car trips, six or seven hours of driving at a time. My brother and I lolled around in the backseat, looked out the window, daydreamed, read and otherwise occupied ourselves. To this day I can still stare out the window for hours on end lost in my own thoughts if you give me the time.<br /><br />I often think my kids are missing something when we throw on a dvd or turn on the DS. Sure they're entertained and quiet, but would they be better lost in their own little worlds like I used to be.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03253545798748518981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-74789486654833922762010-09-01T18:10:41.345-04:002010-09-01T18:10:41.345-04:00I love wide open spaces, which is why I love the T...I love wide open spaces, which is why I love the Texas panhandle;) My childhood had lots of open spaces and plenty of time and very little worries. I do miss those moments, but I agree that being an adult and making our own decisions is nice.Karahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03925811510913201292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-12941999485550907432010-09-01T17:58:39.394-04:002010-09-01T17:58:39.394-04:00Great food for thought. These could be lines of a ...Great food for thought. These could be lines of a prosey poem: I miss dawdling up a gravel driveway with nothing better to do than check out weeds. The wide open spaces I miss are the mental ones.<br /><br />I had wide open spaces (interior and exterior) as a child too, and miss them. Have made it my "beeswax" for the last six months to get more of both.Angie Ledbetterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16407006980893727627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-1968034534466507792010-09-01T17:01:19.049-04:002010-09-01T17:01:19.049-04:00Melissa: A farm! Fun! Tell me you used shoes for B...Melissa: A farm! Fun! Tell me you used shoes for Barbie cars? We always did!<br /><br />Susan M: You aren't imagining it. I read a scientific study about how the longer you live, the shorter each day feels based on percentage of time lived and 24 hours. Hard to explain, but true!<br /><br />T.Anne: Bright pink Easter baskets! I want one of those. Fun!<br /><br />Jen: That makes me sad. I'm very glad you found a wonderful friend to take you to church. And yes, red ladybugs don't bite or smell. Much nicer than those orange ones!<br /><br />Elana: I want a field of hay to lie in. Sounds glorious!<br /><br />Karen: Uggh! I know! Responsibility isn't always fun!<br /><br />Erin: I want the same for mine. And yes, pancakes are a lovely dinner! Much better than perch! Ha!<br /><br />Abby: Studying is good and all, but sometimes you need to just meander and relax. I still do, at least! No, I don't have the dollhouse. But I have great memories of it and that's all I care about!<br /><br />Thanks so much for stopping by!Jill Kemererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-5531281255566155072010-09-01T16:27:18.464-04:002010-09-01T16:27:18.464-04:00I feel as if studying was always taking so much of...I feel as if studying was always taking so much of my time even when I was a child, but i also remember playing with my dolls and building stories about their lives. I wonder if you still have that dollhouse?Abbyhttp://lovedfromthestart.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-51288476073337763302010-09-01T15:35:20.724-04:002010-09-01T15:35:20.724-04:00I had mental and physical wide open spaces as a ch...I had mental and physical wide open spaces as a child... and I pray that my children will have the same. And, sometimes pancakes are the best dinner, aren't they?Erin MacPhersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11665098986271579372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-52194756452049055692010-09-01T15:15:01.147-04:002010-09-01T15:15:01.147-04:00I miss some aspects of childhood. There are plenty...I miss some aspects of childhood. There are plenty of days too, as an adult, I wish I didn't have to be the big person and do grownup things. Oh well, comes with the territory:)<br />Blessings,<br />KarenKaren Langehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18177923284595298347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-84703638151201982642010-09-01T15:07:43.976-04:002010-09-01T15:07:43.976-04:00Ah, yes. I used to tromp down a circle of hay in t...Ah, yes. I used to tromp down a circle of hay in the field across the street and lay down. The world disappeared into green walls and blue sky. And I spent hours there. Glorious.<br /><br />I don't have many wide open spaces anymore.Elana Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05877856005992028912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-9359662057634691402010-09-01T15:02:17.170-04:002010-09-01T15:02:17.170-04:00My childhood was fraught with strife and drama. I ...My childhood was fraught with strife and drama. I was mostly happy in spite of it, and because of a mom who took me to church, where I learned about the wide open spaces in Jesus. <br /><br />Are red ladybugs different?Jeanette Levelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12898750484193832082noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-77085001215622606042010-09-01T14:31:56.219-04:002010-09-01T14:31:56.219-04:00*sigh* the more grown up I am the more I miss thos...*sigh* the more grown up I am the more I miss those glory days of languishing in front of the TV or making mud pies in the back yard in my bright pink easter basket. Thanks for the flashback!Tanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10518718614911804428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-10428972811856075832010-09-01T13:34:21.440-04:002010-09-01T13:34:21.440-04:00I had physical and mental wide open spaces. I do ...I had physical and mental wide open spaces. I do so miss that feeling of infinite time. It seems every year that goes by, time passes more quickly.Susan R. Millshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09578747592345750650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-62954269395481387612010-09-01T13:04:24.045-04:002010-09-01T13:04:24.045-04:00I had both mental and physical wide open spaces as...I had both mental and physical wide open spaces as a child. I grew up on a farm surrounded by fields. I played outside a LOT during the summer and fall and created my own worlds. My two brothers and I loved to go exploring.<br /><br />I also loved creating and built my own Barbie dollhouse out of cardboards boxes. I, too, loved all the time I had!Melissa Amateishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16086267508858187716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-62063130050389019442010-09-01T12:03:28.353-04:002010-09-01T12:03:28.353-04:00Good morning!
Jessica: No, we don't recognize...Good morning!<br /><br />Jessica: No, we don't recognize them. You're so right! <br /><br />Wendy: Ha! We did that every time we went to my Grandma's. Roll down the hill, over and over. :)<br /><br />Lynn: Gorgeous! There's something magical about the water. <br /><br />Erica: Summer in the mid-west. Perfect! I still get tempted to pull the silk from milkweed, except I can't stand the stickiness.<br /><br />Patti: Books, books, books! A staple in my childhood!<br /><br />Thanks so much for stopping by!Jill Kemererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-53610300570291651362010-09-01T11:29:23.728-04:002010-09-01T11:29:23.728-04:00They were mental and physical--folded inside the s...They were mental and physical--folded inside the spines of my books!<br /><br />Oh, I loved those times of escape and nourishment and learning.<br /><br />Get to revisit them from time to time.<br /><br />GREAT POST!!<br /><br />Ppattihttp://www.pattilacy.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-9521683334464002702010-09-01T11:27:38.914-04:002010-09-01T11:27:38.914-04:00Ah, you bring back my own childhood so vividly. We...Ah, you bring back my own childhood so vividly. We played with roly-polys and caught frogs, climbed trees and had lemonade stands, pulled the silks from milkweed pods and blew dandelion seeds.Erica Vetschhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08772984806574666959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-1238265045262286412010-09-01T09:37:11.339-04:002010-09-01T09:37:11.339-04:00Mine included a larger than life lake-Lake Ontario...Mine included a larger than life lake-Lake Ontario. We'd ride our bikes and skip stones for hours. Now I live in the prairies where only small rivers divide the land. I do miss waves!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-24222394675172643972010-09-01T08:44:18.603-04:002010-09-01T08:44:18.603-04:00I'm with Jessica. Mine were both. There was no...I'm with Jessica. Mine were both. There was nothing like the feeling of rolling down a hill. When you were young, you could care less about grass stains and bruises.<br /><br />Ah. <br /><br />Thanks for this memory.<br />~ WendyWendy Paine Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15136235074351188350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911314544674287828.post-27212410274966248542010-09-01T08:39:30.076-04:002010-09-01T08:39:30.076-04:00I think mine were both physical and mental. Being ...I think mine were both physical and mental. Being a kid is so unique. We don't realize how beautiful childhood is until we're grown, I think.<br />Sweet post. :-)Jessica Nelsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12365768876905444157noreply@blogger.com