Back door guests

I stepped out my back door the other day and stepped over the usual collection of treasures left by little hands.  Some sticks, a bird feather, some dirt.

If you come to my back door you'll not see any pineapples or a plaque welcoming you - but do expect to see wonder and mess and adventure scattered in the floor - just step over it and come on in - messes welcome here - trust me sometimes the floor inside doesn't look much better!