Memories

Do remember when you were really little and the world was ever so different, larger actually. In the winter, the snow was so deep that you had to slog through it; It came right up to your waist. In the summer, walls of grass blocked your view when you played in the wild unbuilt field near your home. Insects were everywhere back then, but then you still lived on their level and in their world. Spiders were giants living on huge webs which were right in front of your nose; Spiders were not, as they are today, small moving specks on the distant ceiling. The most interesting insects, like the praying mantis, you'd take home in a jar, its screw-on lid punched full of large air holes.