Rediscovering the Childish Fascination of Simple Things

The good thing about having grandchildren is that you get to experience the simple pleasures, like going out for a walk in the woods and meadow to point out all the wonderful spring flowers that often you'd pass by. Luca is endlessly curious - and in the 'Why?' phase! - so he makes me think about things in a way I wouldn't normally. For instance, 'What's the sky for?' asked the other day when it was very blue. Good question! If he'd asked what it was made of, or why it was blue, that might have been simpler (if difficult for him to understand), but what's it for? I'll have to think about that.

Meanwhile, here's the walk Luca and I enjoyed a few days ago in the nearby wood and meadow. I hope you enjoy it too.

Off we go! "Pack pack" at the ready. (It was only filled with toys!)

Anemones. Try saying that after a few drinks!

Lesser Celandine

Bluebells. The woods in the village used to have about three times
as many, but tree pruning has taken the shade loved by this flower.

Great Hairy Willowherb?

What treasure has he found?

We've reached the meadow. In a couple of months the
whole area will be filled with wild flowers.

Once on the meadow we found the more humble buttercup,
a welcome sight nonetheless.

Clumps of cheery dandelions.

Cowslips. The meadow is filled currently with yellow flowers.

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An Easter Egg Hunt

Nonna remembers the Easter egg hunt in her own back garden.

Easter was over two weeks ago now, but spring continues to, well, spring! The weather has been up and down but was lovely today, reminding me of the Easter egg hunt we had with my two grandsons, Luca and Phynn. Little Seren isn't yet old enough, but I'm sure this time next year she'll be wanting to join in.

Phynn finds the first egg.

What's the next clue?

Luca races ahead

What's under the chiminea?

There's something down the old chimney

Sharesies

Enjoying the spoils. No chocolate for poor Maizie!

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