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Our days begin under open sky.

Bodies arriving, boots being tugged on, and the land greeting us back. 


We gather slowly.
We notice who is here.
We listen to the weather.
And then we wander.


Morning

Sometimes mornings carry stillness
Some carry wind.
And others carry 
questions. 

We follow trails, lakes, and canopy paths woven through our prairie city. Children move ahead, circle back, stop to look closely, or walk quietly beside an adult. We watch birds lift, listen for calls, and follow small signs the land leaves behind. 


Midday

Midday invites tending. 

Children gather sticks, leaves, and small treasures. 
We build shelters.
We tend herbs.
We sit in shade.
We share food.
We rest.



Afternoon

Afternoon softens.

There is time for storytelling, watching clouds, sitting with water, returning along familiar paths. We close our day with connection.

We leave slowly.
With muddy boots
And most importantly our minds full of wonder.

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