Wednesday, December 1, 2021
Sometimes you need the sea. Sometimes the sea and soft falling rain is enough.
The world will be the same the next day, but sometimes the sea is enough.
Running from wayside pool to wayside pool my children play in waterlogged evening light. They delight in the feel of the water, the abundant life of tadpoles, dragonflies and the odd unexpected noises of the frogs.
Water is their favourite plaything - this is their second walk and play in the pools of the day - and they've enjoyed the mud around the house in-between. We started the walk with a warriors coating of mud and ended it with more.
They luxuriate in the sensations, the found things, and again I wonder all that we lost when we began to live so much within fall walls.
Not even your to your toes
Wednesday, November 24, 2021
The grass stalks caught in the setting sun become magical.
I never tire of the way they grasp at the light.
She's ready to explore the world and ready to be enthusiastic about all the curious things she comes across. She loves to wade in puddles, carefully tuck her dolls into bed, boss her uncle around and distribute cloud dough all through the house.
Her laugh is infectious, and she is well practiced at cute, and uses it to her advantage.
It turns out little dinosaurs, just like little kids, grow up way too fast.