13 Mar 2013
Although Autumn is weaving her cosy, rich ways through fragments of our day the Summer sun does not dull without a fight, clinging to the very last. So when the days are balmy and the walls of our humble home are erring on claustrophobic I open the french doors and beckon the breeze inside. Thrifted wooden bowls are laid on the deck floor and I pad quietly to and fro with jugs of cool water to fill them. Spills are felt on bare feet and senses are enlivened. Props are added; a menagerie of animals, smooth stones and seed pods, fossicked shells and tiny boats. Vessels of all shapes and sizes fill the space and I eagerly call the babies to dip their toes in and become lost in this little watery world. I collect my cup of tea and knitting basket and settle in to watch their play. Imagination flows like the water stimulating it. Bottoms always end up wet.
Are the seasons taking their time to change for you?
We love Schleich animals and have amassed quite a collection. Some of them can be expensive but they are so lifelike and the quality is superb. We will be putting these ones away for the grandchildren.