Imagination is a gift given to us from God and each one of us uses it differently. ―
It’s time to have a book giveaway game on my blog. I’ve been promising that for a few weeks and finally here we are. No mystery picture game yet. I’ll save that one for when my new book, When the Meadow Blooms, comes out in May. By then I hope to have my work in progress finished or nearly so.
But “What’s the Caption?” games are fun too. A person needs to exercise their imagination.
I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see. ~Duane Michals
Of course, you can see the picture up top, but what you don’t see is the what next. That’s what you can imagine. Or what the kids in the picture are thinking. That’s another thing we can imagine. Children use their imaginations every day when they play. A neighbor kid came over to talk to me today when I went out to get the mail. He had found a broken archery bow and had used his imagination to make it into a weapon for whatever game he and his sister were playing.
Kids have no trouble manufacturing their own toys. My husband loves to tell how he made roads in the dirt and used an old cocoa can for his car or truck. When I was a kid, my sister and I found a large rock that we imagined resembled a couch. That became our play place. We also found all sorts of weeds, seeds and more to use for food when we made mud pies. Do kids even make mudpies anymore?
We also had rollerskates and no sidewalks. But we did have a concrete porch that we skated circles and circles on, imagining we were traveling to the most exciting places.
For a kid, the whole world is out there for them to imagine, especially when they get away from the electronic entertainments. I suppose the electronic games open up a different kind of world that can also exercise their imaginations. But I have to say I’m glad I did most of my imagining outdoors when I was a child. That is, except when I was devouring books that gave my imagination a workout in another way.
A well-composed book is a magic carpet on which we are wafted to a world that we cannot enter in any other way. ―
When my grandkids were younger, they enjoyed being outdoors to explore the fields and woods when they came to visit. They would always bring along their electronic games but those games generally stayed in their suitcases. They were ready for old fashioned games when they visited an old fashioned grandma.
The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless. ~Jean-Jacques Rousseau
We’ll play the caption game for a couple of weeks. So leave your best idea for a caption in the comments or leave any kind of comment if you can’t come up with a caption, and I’ll throw your name in my giveaway hat. I’ll pick three winners. Each time you leave a caption for a newly posted photo, you get an additional entry. You must be at least 18 years old to enter. The prizes will be books. No big surprise there! But the winners will get their choice of an autographed copy of one of my books.
I think that’s everything about the giveaway. So, let’s get started. I can’t wait to hear your caption ideas.
What caption can you imagine for the picture of a couple of kids in an old army jeep?
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We’ll be back by suppertime…honest! Don’t treat us like babies!
“Where do YOU want to go , MawMaw?”
She looks like she really wants to know!
I was always intrigued by the answers the adults would give me when I was a child. It was a small window into what my Mom ,Dad, or Grandma may have been like when they were children…
“I told you to watch out for that pothole.”
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I’m loving all the great captions you all are suggesting.
Donna, you have me singing that song about country roads in my head.
Joan, you’ve added Willie singing on the “On the Road Again.” Both of those are great captions.
Amy – with what the weather people are forecasting for tomorrow here in Kentucky taking that road to somewhere warm and sunny sounds nice. I’m thinking the kids would pick a beach.
Diane – Indeed, sometimes imagination can take you somewhere that makes you think this is the life.
Lynne , thanks for chiming in. That old jeep would have been perfect for a trip to the pumpkin patch.
Janice, I love it. Chitty, chitty, bang, bang is perfect.
Ola, your caption fits these kids back then. They were always ready to go see what was going on somewhere new.
Lucy, I can imagine these guys wanting to go on the joy ride and finding a way to slip off from their grandma.
Ruby, there is no doubt that “my turn now” was said several times that day.
It’s my turn now!
Let’s go on a joy ride before nana catches us.
Let’s see what that is over there!
On the road again!
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang!
This is the life!
This reminds me of when I use to take my boys out to get pumpkins! So I think that’s what the kids are doing! Takes me back!
“Let’s go someplace warm and sunny. “
Take me home country roads.
I imagine the driver saying, “Where shall we go?” and the passenger saying, “Do we have to be back by supper?”
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Sounds like something they might say, Suzanne. Except my grandkids don’t know the word “supper.” They say lunch and dinner and always think it’s funny when I saw supper. Guess they aren’t country enough.
You don’t need a working vehicle to go anywhere you want, just a fun playmate and lots of imagination.
My cousins and I always loved playing that we were driving when we were little. The cars might not have worked, but our imaginations sure did. 🙂
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It’s amazing what a kid can imagine with the right props, Hope. And sometimes they don’t even need props, just that imagination to take them on some fun journeys.
Grandma, bring Oscar and let’s go for a ride. I get to drive next!
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Oscar was like Frankie is now, Marji. No fan of riding anywhere in a car or truck. I have to take Frankie to the vet for his shots tomorrow and I am not looking forward to it. It takes both my husband and me to get him in the car. He fights to stay on the ground. Oscar didn’t fight me. He just wouldn’t get in on his own. I’d have to pick his front paws up and put them on the car seat and then get behind him and lift to push the rest of him in. I think it was because both Oscar and Frankie were dropped on the road and deserted. Oscar was picked up by a sweet couple that couldn’t keep him and that’s how we got him. Frankie was picked up by animal control and I got him at a shelter.
But I like your caption. And for sure my granddaughter would have been wanting to drive next.
“Where to, Ethel?”
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Love this one, Vicki! Perfect.
Look Grandma I’m driving Grandpa’s old jeep. We’ll get Grandpa and bring him back for dinner.
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That sounds like something they would have thought was fun, Deborah. When they got a little older, we bought a mule, one of those little four wheel cars for running around out in the field. The boys loved driving that. Made grandma wonder if they were going to be safe when they get 16!!
“Come on, Gramma! We’re going for dinner ice cream!”
That old car or truck looks like the perfect place for some awesome magic carpet rides.
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These guys would have definitely been ready for ice cream when they were that age, Lavon. They had fun pretending in that old jeep. I know you help your grandkids get some imagining done too.
“Brother and I are going to harvest the crops together for the first time,Grandma!”
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Kids do love to do that work, Emily. At least until they are actually old enough to get something done. 🙂 Hope all is well for you.
My caption: “We’re almost there. I see Grandma’s house!” I loved playing outside when we were kids. My friend and I would make ranches, using sticks for fences and houses. Your rock couch brings back memories of the rocks in our woods. We kids called them “the meteors” and would gather there for secret club meetings. We also would straddle a downed tree that kind of stuck up on one end and pretend we were on a rocket to outer space. I was just telling my daughter the other day how much I miss being so close to nature as when I was a kid.
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Sounds like you had fun outside using your imagination the way my sister and I did when we were kids, Lee. I don’t think anything can replace a playground in the woods or fields. The meteors sounded fun, but I hope you dodged them while you were on that rocket to outerspace. 🙂