We had few toys. The mud pies that we made
We’d sell for mud-pie cash or try to trade
For treasures that would fortify wild dreams
That didn’t need much more than that we played.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge where the theme is “toys”. The The photo below is a hiking trail through a golf course which may be a kind of toy. I don’t golf, but I do walk this trail. The featured photo are the eyes of a beautiful troll we bought many years ago made by 5 Arts Studio in Cosby, TN.
I am also linking to dVerse Poetry Forms where I am hosting during February on the ruba’i quatrain form.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
Nice troll, I’m sure he’d be a big fan of mud pies, too.
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He probably loves them. Thank you, Dale!
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The simple economics of childhood – nice.
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Thank you, Dan!
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Brought back precious memories.
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Thank you!
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I had a troll like that growing up. Thanks for reminding me 🙂 Great post.
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They are beautiful. Thank you!
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Absolutely cute the combination of pictures and text. Wondering about the course of mud-pie cash in the stock market.;)
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Probably not worth much, but then we didn’t really want to get rid of those mud pies. Thank you, Danik!
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Wonder what mud pies bring in today’s market? ;-)) This was an enjoyeble read Frank, and I love your troll…!
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Thank you, Rob!
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I love this so flippin’ much. Especially “mud-pie cash.” 🙂
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Thank you, Shawna!
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We found entertainment with what was available for sure, although I never did much care for mud pies, lol.
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I hope we didn’t try eating them. Thank you, V.J.!
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Lol…now there’s a thought to kick off my day.
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Another awesome combo, Frank! Well done.
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Thank you, K’lee!
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Such fun – the simple joys of pure play.
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Thank you, Grace!
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Thoroughly enjoyed this – having some similar memories.
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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We did that! But didn’t try and sell them. We also used the clay to make pellets with, stick it to the end of a quince branch and pelt ‘the enemy’.
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We did something like that with snow but without the branch. Thank you, Petru!
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Building Sand
Castles
BLoWinG
ToWeRS
AWaY NoW iN
WinDS oF iMaGiNaTioNS..:)
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Thank you, Fred!
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Again.. Thanks
Frank With Welcome..:)
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My childhood was also like this, Frank.
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Simple, homemade toys are often best. Thank you, Robbie!
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I did have real toys… but there were days when toys made from what we could find were the best… fir cone cows for instance…
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Sometimes the mud was more fun. Thank you, Bjorn!
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Love the mud pies! Children are so creative… no need for toys… they have toys of the mind!
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Thank you, Dwight!
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My daughter found pleasure in painting rocks., and she sold a few with her lemonade. Nice Frank. The poem I posted is causing conundrums…the last line. Maybe you could shed some light?
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Painted rocks can be beautiful especially with bright colors. I like the though of facing the present darkness not in want in your poem. Thank you, Mary!
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treasures that would fortify wild dreams – this is the essence of childhood – really nostalgic words Frank
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Thank you, Gina!
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Childhood is one of my favorite themes. This poem is so simple and whimsical. It’s short but it says so much. The photo is adorable too. ☺️
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