When I was a child we played in the mountains behind our house.
We used the moss to make fairy houses.
We made mud pies and ate them.
We waded in the creek, caught crawdads and seined for minnows.
Of course, there were injuries as I stepped on a broken jar and cut the bottom of my foot from one side to the other.
But the best childhood ever! Think about how much life that kids today are missing out on, it is really sad. Most kids do not get much of a childhood these days. :-(
I used to love digging to see what I could find, I had a decent collection of old medicine bottles, in the dark blue and green glass, really thick glass. I was amazed that so many survived.
We were out of the house as soon as the sun was up and rarely back in until forced at dark. We ate fresh veg out of the garden or wild blackberries, raspberries or gooseberries.
We built forts with fallen branches and junk that people dumped in the woods.
I rescued so many injured birds, turtles, frogs, etc..
I never really outgrew it.. When my boys were little, I would go out and make mud pies with them. When we were in Phoenix, we had a hail storm, so we had ice and tons of mud, my ex came home to find me hosing the boys off on the back patio, they were down to their underoos, because we had mudball fight..lol. (mud in our ears, nose, hair, we were covered..lol) He was not best pleased, but too bad. When we went up to Sedona for the Christmas lights, there was snow in the mountains, so we stopped side of the road and made snow angels. They like video games, but prefer, to this day, to be out doing and working with their hands. I still, occasionally, stomp in a puddle to splash my husband..but he is a good sport.