“We don’t stop playing because we grow old:
we grow old because we stop playing.”
Isn’t that a fun quote? It’s been a favorite of mine for quite some time, but until I I “Googled” it while writing this post, I didn’t realize that credit for it is given to George Bernard Shaw.
Motor Man and I did a little playing this past weekend. We went on a hayride. Through a sunflower field. To a pumpkin patch.
The wagon was pulled by a 1957 Farmall tractor. Our driver (and owner of the farm market offering the rides) told us that it was his dad’s first tractor.
And that he learned to drive it when he was 10 years old.
Don’t you just love stories like that?
See, I told you Motor Man and I spent some of the weekend playing.
Included in our ride was a free pumpkin for each of us. This is Motor Man with his.
In order to get that picture of him, I had to lean back on the wagon. That, in turn, inspired him to take this picture. (More playing…)
I’m not sure that playing will actually keep us from growing old(er), but we sure are having fun trying out the concept.
~These Days Of Mine~
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