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25/08/2014

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25/08/2014

I know you’ve seen Kitty’s pictures of our trip up to the windmill last week but it’s far to lovely a place for my camera not to have been pressed into action too.

It’s the first time I’d taken the girls up there on my own and I’d imagined that they’d both walk up what is a very gentle and not very long slope from where we park the car without any problems at all.  But that’s what happens when you plan for toddlers; Elma decided that she wanted to be carried and Kit started out being entirely unconvinced about the merits of windmills rather than play parks.

But when we got there and found that we had it entirely to ourselves, and the sunshine started to work its magic and the breeze took away the cobwebs and the cumulative effects of a morning spent running errands and going to the supermarket.

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

The windmill is basically in the middle of a farmer’s field, with an official track up to it that opens up to an apron of turf with the windmill at the back and a poster board about Roman settlements at the other that’s just perfect for being a windmill yourself if; or perhaps it was a helicopter!

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

Both girls have a complete fixation with this wall; it’s nice to perch on, but what they really really want to do is toddle along the top until we get to the point where I can’t reach over the nettles to hold their hands anymore, then turn around and toddle back.  Kitty doesn’t really need to hold my hand anymore but I think she likes it as part of a wall walking ritual, and anything that even vaguely encourages Elma to keep half a grip on something or someone a bit more stable is always a a good thing.

And that’s before we got to the windmill itself; every time we go there we talk about how it used to work; how the sails used to spin around, and even (thanks to a mostly hulled and discarded ear of corn found on the path) try to re-enact it – although I think there was quite a lot more milling of flour and a good deal less running

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

even if you are pretending to be milling while whizzing around in the sort of way that makes me certain that we’re not all going to get out of it staying on our feet at all times.

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

 

But of all my photos of that visit, I think this might just be my favourite;

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

My lovely eldest girl, perched in the sunshine.  She’s been going through a phase of pulling funny faces whenever she sees the camera, and if she doesn’t want to pose for a photo that’s completely OK by me; I love the candid shots that I get when she’s focussing on something or someone else; but every now and then I get a smile and I treasure it.

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