I wonder whether projects like this, and Me and Mine, the ones that force you to be very clear and very real as to how far through the year you are, somehow contribute to the feeling that it’s speeding up? I couldn’t stop either now if I tried but I definitely had to do a double take when I came to write in the month. May, how is it May?
But May it is, in all it’s glory of sunny days and long evenings. Without wishing to jinx us all to a June filled with wall to wall thunderclouds, it has been rather lovely so far this month hasn’t it. And my little trio have been making the most of it. They all three love being out in the garden, and it’s so nice to have got to the time of year when we can just let them outside and they’re not going to get so cold, or muddy, or covered in sticky seed pods.
Well, actually muddy might be a bit too much of a stretch. Pip’s lifetime project appears to be digging a hole in the ground under the playhouse. He’s always love doing a bit of digging and we’ve given him free reign on most of the flowerbeds, but it was only when John was playing football with him the other day and the football rolled under the playhouse and disappeared that we realised exactly what he’d been up to. The excavated soil gets put in a plant pot at which point Kitty and Elma start to take an interest in his schemes; one or other of them, usually Kitty, will try to sneak oh so subtly around the corner of the house to the garden tap, fill up a bucket and smuggle it back to him for the making of mud pies and to the general detriment to all of their clothes. If I had to choose one reason to look forward to the summer right now it’s entirely possible I’d go with “because they can wear swimsuits and then we can hose them down”. We’ve got a baby wetsuit somewhere from when Elma was little and I’m half tempted to shoehorn Pip into it.
Laundry aside, if they’re happy then the garden can take it, and I love watching them plot together. They have to come around the studio to get to the tap, and even though they can clearly see that it’s glass on all three sides, somehow they forget to look to see if John or I are in there. So there’s all this creeping, and careful glances back to the patio doors to check we’ve not spotted them, and yet we can both be sat there watching them and they’ll never notice until we call out to turn the tap off properly.
They’re a mischievous little team if ever there was one.
The big change for the girls this month has been Elma’s move up to join Kitty in Kindergarten. At the girls’ school Kindergarten stretches from usually the term after you turn 4 to the summer term that you’re six. Elma would have moved up last term but as she started nursery two terms late because there wasn’t space for her before she had an extra term to get her really settled in. I think it probably helped Kitty to settle as well to have those two terms by herself before Elma joined her. Elma herself is little Miss Independent; she ran into nursery last September without a backwards glance and the same was true of her first Kindergarten morning. I think she’d have been fine without her sister, but it was very sweet to see Kitty show her where her peg was and where her slippers should live. As one of the oldest it’s Kitty’s job to help her new class friends to settle in, and from what they tell me of their days Kitty took extra special care with her little sister, made sure that all her friends came to say hello and got to know her Elma.
It’s become a bit of a May tradition around here to take my Siblings photos among the bluebells (last year’s here, and if you want a real blast from the past – 2014’s pictures with a just walking Elma!) and who am I to mess with tradition, so we headed out on a sunny evening to see what the golden hour was doing to the bluebells. On an aside, tell me I’m not the only one who loves the summer as much for the ability to head out on a little adventure after work as much as for just the general loveliness of it!
As a largely evergreen wood, the bluebell season sees it in full showing off mode, with the wood anemones as a warm up act in the weeks before. There are bluebells everywhere, and when the sun sparkles through the trees and it all lights up in a blue, green and golden haze it’s the sort of magic trick that makes a fairy enchantment seem slightly less far fetched.
Most of the big patches of bluebells are buried deep in the trees, but just by one of the little stick shelters the ground is thickly carpeted, and the kids loved running down the little paths between them.
Every month I try to get a photo where all three of them are looking at the camera, and only occasionally do I get one – possibly because this is what happens when you ask a 6 year old, a four year old and a two year old to look up at the camera!
Little monkeys all three!
Two little sisters, and their brother, in May:
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