My grandson loves to play in the dirt. One of the things I’ve noticed about him is that he can be in a backyard full of beautiful flowers, green grass, other kids, and he will divert his attention to the dirt.
What is it about children and their quest to get their hands dirty? I see absolutely nothing beautiful in it. Is it simply the “boys will be boys” attitude, that boys are rough and like to get their hands messy?
As I’ve watched him though, he doesn’t just like to play in the dirt, among the rocks. He pays careful attention to it. He picks up those little