One morning as I was parking my bike in the bike rack and organizing my backpack at a table, I noticed these two piles of natural items. I was reminded that children had been there the day before. They had carefully collected these natural treasures and placed them on a table. I smiled as I thought of the richness of their imaginative play. To be privy to these treasures is an honor. It is a reminder that because of the children, Mann exists. I am thankful for the children!
Buongiorno 