Living Arrows: a little moment of the week to pause, savour and treasure
By the side of the far hockey pitch is a bank. It’s probably leftover soil from when they laid the astroturf but it makes a pretty good windbreak when the weather is horrid and on gloriously sunny afternoons it’s the perfect place to run up and down in the sunshine. And because it’s surrounded by rugby pitches and hockey pitches and not too many trees it does get the most gorgeous autumn light. Not that that’s why we go to watch H play hockey, oh no, it’s really all about the hockey.
But when we’re not watching every single movement of the ball, it’s too fun a spot not to bring the big camera out to play with. And as it was Halloween and gorgeously warm, the girls came along to hockey in their costumes. Pip was dressed up as the world’s most waterproofed baby and bumbling around at the bottom of the hill, staring longingly through the fence (he loves trying to run off with hockey balls), and the girls were swooping back and forth as Kitty perfected her moth skills (they eat knitwear, I think they’re scary) and Elma ran after her muttering “na na na na na na na na Batgirl!”.
And when they’d had enough of running, we thought we’d try a little jumping.
Admittedly, Elma hasn’t quite mastered the concept but I love that she’s trying so hard to copy Kitty.
And Kit, well I asked her to jump like a star.
The star shapes are fabulous, but it’s her expression that slays me every time.