The bluebells are out! Hooray! See ‘May’ on my ‘A Year on the Moray Firth’ page. But here’s another photo, because I can’t resist:
Today dawned sunny and gorgeous and I woke up in a very satisfied mood because I finally whipped my new website into submission, through a mix of sheer bloody-mindedness, dropping my standards of how I wanted it to look and perform, and just not including the stuff that I miserably failed to get working. Like some payment gateways… ahem. Anyway, it’s www.rainbowknits.co.uk if you like vibrant baby knits.
So, we all ate a huge breakfast (even
Miss Fusspot Maxi Minx), I hung out a washing (don’t I always? I canny sneeze without hanging out a washing first), we packed half the car boot (3 little kids need a lot of changes of clothes, food, nappies and mini first aid kit) and off we went to Elgin Oak Wood.
We weren’t disappointed! I printed out some hunt sheets of things for the kids to spot in the woods from the Nature Detectives website. So, a sheet of different leaves; a sheet of woodland flowers; 2 sheets of creatures and flowers and trees of things you find in the woods. I thought the kids might still be a bit young for it, but not at all, they loved really looking at things and were elated at spotting a ‘find’. And it helped that we spotted virtually everything on the sheets (except for an owl).
The last ‘spot’ was a spider. Midi the Previously-Fearless suddenly announced that she didn’t like spiders and she was scared of them. Eh? Who’s she been listening to? I used to let spiders run about in my hair to freak out my little sister (I was a horrible child), and even Maxi has learned to quite like them because ‘they eat dirty flies’. Though she’s still a bit nervous about cobwebs. Anyway, I found one in a web, eating a fly just as big as itself. The Boss decided to gross out the girls by explaining how spiders eat their prey. Maxi was obviously paying attention because she decided to plop her straw into a tomato that she had in her picnic lunch later and suck out the insides. And it worked! As I giggled, amazed, she proudly announced: “This is my Straw-amatic Juicer Sucker-Upper!” Yeeeeeeeessss…maybe need to work on the catchy titles before you make a fortune selling your inventions, darling.
The walk through the woods was great fun because Mini snuggled in to the back of my neck and fell asleep, and Maxi and Midi were actually nice to each other, sharing Smarties and seemed like they enjoyed the nature…well, ‘lesson’, really! Maxi even rummaged in her mini Smartie packet for a pink one especially to replace the pink one Midi dropped. Awwwww! Though she’d be mortified if she thought anyone had noticed. The only downer was The Boss trying to track down why a bad smell seemed to be getting closer and closer (yet I couldn’t smell it), only to discover that it was dog poo smeared from Midi’s sandals onto his rucksack strap, right under his nose. And his teeshirt. Yuck. Bloody irresponsible dog owners. I guess he’ll never let Midi ride on his shoulders without checking her again.
We let the girls chase round a swingpark to properly tire them out. It worked – while Midi snored in an afternoon nap, me and Maxi did a bit of mother-daughter
brainwashingbonding in the garden: hanging out (yet more) washings, lots of weeding, tons of sowing (peas, beetroot, flowers) and watering. I liked the watering best: while I had a hosepipe in my hand (it’s ok, I’m in the very N of Scotland, we don’t get hosepipe bans here), I decided to hose off some seagull poo off the car. (Seagull poo? Holy schamoley, I’d hate to see the size of seagull that sprayed the half-alive fish over the side of the car – more like a bloody pteradactyl). Then because I was hosing the car and the water was bouncing off in a spray, I decided to arc some off to show Maxi and Midi a rainbow. Then because they were giggling so much, I decided to ‘accidentally’ splash them with a bit of water. Then a lot of water. Then I was running after 2 shrieking, drenched little girls, who retaliated with wet, soggy cuddles and splashes (attagirls – never give up, even when you have no apparent weaponry!)
Seeds: we finally got the beetroot in the bed with the potatoes and garlic, and got a row of peas in. And marigolds in between the broad beans, just for the hell of it (if it works, the colours will be lovely). Then I found the seeds I collected from the weeds growing in the garden of our last house and let Maxi and Midi sprinkle them at will everywhere. Although the flowers are pretty (and I don’t know their name and can’t find a link on t’interweb), they’re nothing special. They just remind me of a very happy home and a generally joyful 2 years.