Oh, Snowdrop! You do wake up earlier here than at your own home. But you carry your enthusiasm for the day no matter where you are!
Well, okay. Farm people wake up early. Ed and I wake up early. Join the party!
But breakfast first! You've eaten your main grub, but you can certainly munch on a kale/apple/spinach cracker while we eat. Happy? Yes, I can see you are.
It's cool outside, but we must go out anyway. There is something special in sitting in un-mowed grass. Birds, Snowdrop -- you're listening to the songs of birds.
The farmhouse feels so warm and cozy afterwards. The sun comes into your play space -- so pretty! But I can see that you can't stay put for long. You're definitely in an exploring mood. Stand up and get going. But first, a moment of rapture: those circles on the chair! Wow!
Nap, eat, play -- it's always a little different here at the farmhouse, but your routines don't vary greatly. And that's a good thing, I think.
Late afternoon. Hey, little one, it's time to head home. Good bye grandpa Ed! (Ed, she likes being held upright. Why do I bother saying these things: the two of them always figure out on their own how to chill together.)
I have a few more minutes with you, little girl... Should we walk your home neighborhood? It's windy!
But you don't mind, do you? You've always been remarkably brave in the cold.
And now it's time for me to leave you to your parents. I hope I hand you over in good spirits -- a little calmer, wiser, older. Yes, no doubt -- you're all that, Snowdrop!
Well, okay. Farm people wake up early. Ed and I wake up early. Join the party!
But breakfast first! You've eaten your main grub, but you can certainly munch on a kale/apple/spinach cracker while we eat. Happy? Yes, I can see you are.
It's cool outside, but we must go out anyway. There is something special in sitting in un-mowed grass. Birds, Snowdrop -- you're listening to the songs of birds.
The farmhouse feels so warm and cozy afterwards. The sun comes into your play space -- so pretty! But I can see that you can't stay put for long. You're definitely in an exploring mood. Stand up and get going. But first, a moment of rapture: those circles on the chair! Wow!
Nap, eat, play -- it's always a little different here at the farmhouse, but your routines don't vary greatly. And that's a good thing, I think.
Late afternoon. Hey, little one, it's time to head home. Good bye grandpa Ed! (Ed, she likes being held upright. Why do I bother saying these things: the two of them always figure out on their own how to chill together.)
I have a few more minutes with you, little girl... Should we walk your home neighborhood? It's windy!
But you don't mind, do you? You've always been remarkably brave in the cold.
And now it's time for me to leave you to your parents. I hope I hand you over in good spirits -- a little calmer, wiser, older. Yes, no doubt -- you're all that, Snowdrop!
Snowdrop in the grass... that one belongs in an art gallery!
ReplyDeleteYes, yes, I love the one of her looking up at the birds!
ReplyDeleteI have very clear, very early memories, mostly just images like treetops against the sky - and feelings, like warm sunshine - just being in my backyard with my mother. My young mother's face is not as clear, just her presence, and a very deep, strong feeling of being happy.
Snowdrop can't tell you, but that's what she's feeling. She shows you by the way she wakes in the morning, ready for another day of wonders!