It’s the current miry state of the driveway.
I prefer it in the mornings like this, when it’s iced over and covered in interesting geometric designs. Not only is it more photogenic, but my walking shoes prefer the feel of crunching to oozing and the state of being dry to damp.
My children, however, like it best after it’s sat in the sunshine for a while, all delightfully wet and squishy. This would be why mud boots are an essential part of their spring wardrobes. Not that I am so naive as to believe that mud boots will actually keep small children enjoying a mud puddle dry or clean—but I derive some comfort from the fact that at least their feet are.The rest? Nothing a good washing machine and bathtub can’t fix. And that’s a good reminder to praise God for this even more remarkable truth:
“I will sprinkle clean water on you, and you will be clean; I will cleanse you from all your filthiness and from all your idols…“ (Ezekiel 36:25)
“I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.“ (Psalm 40:1-2)
One thought on “Muddy”
Yes mud puddles and children go together.
Mud puddles are bathing sights for birds.
Another sign that the spring thaw is just beginning.