In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Transporter.” Today’s post is supposed to be about a favorite smell, sight or music that takes us back to our childhood.
Meadow Tea is something that always reminds me of my childhood. My Mom had a patch of mint tea out in her yard and I loved seeing her coming in the house with a handful of it. Knowing that soon I would have some freshly made Meadow Tea. The smell of minty leaves cooking on the stove made my taste buds start to salivate and after it was done, 1 glass was never enough. To this day when I make it or someone serves it to me it takes me back to pleasant summer day memories of being a child.If you have never tried it, you don’t know what you are missing!
The beautiful sight of Weeping Willow trees transports me back to my childhood. One of my best friends had a Weeping Willow tree out in their meadow by the creek. We spent hours playing in the rippling creek , either wading in it and splashing or floating down the creek in our inner tubes. Running in the meadow through the lush green grass was a time I enjoyed running 🙂 That was fun exercise, running now to exercise just isn’t my thing. Maybe that is the problems, I don’t have a lush green meadow with a weeping willow tree. . It was simple outdoor fun that provided hours of entertainment and lasting, warm memories.
There are so many songs I could name that take me back to my childhood, but for now I will just think of what first came to my mind. Performing church musicals with my wonderful friends when we were little. Out of nowhere I can find myself humming the songs to some of the musicals that we did. Music Machine and BullFrogs and Butterflies. They were fun musicals with catchy songs and us kids had a grand time performing them. No we never took them to Broadway, but they were still meaningful to us and I appreciate the adults who worked with us, and gave us the opportunity to perform. I am amazed at how vivid some of the memories still are of us practicing and performing. We worked hard, these weren’t just real simple musicals. I remember sitting on haystacks in our jeans and flannel shirts as we did the Music Machine musical. The one song that really sticks out to me is the Patience song. I sang it several times to my children. “Have patience, Have patience, don’t be in such a hurry! When you get impatient, you only start to worry. Remember, Remember, that God has patience too and think of all the times when others had to wait for you!” It was a song about a speeding snail named Herbert who got in trouble cause he would crash through every spider web with crickets he would collide until one day his Father took his speeding son aside 🙂
Oh the power of our senses when we see, smell and hear things! I love how a simple thing can transport us back into time. Who needs a time machine, the sights and smells are natural time machines 🙂