Sunday, 17 April 2011
It is always a surprise when spring appears and we start using the garden again, how great that space actually is. Because in the depths of winter you kind of forget don't you? For me, I only venture out to the garden in the winter to tiptoe to the freezer in the garage, and usually in bare feet (how lazy not to bother finding my shoes), so even making it onto the wet grass is out of the question. The garden in the winter is just off my radar, barely acknowledged.
And as spring appears, and the weather warms up like last weekend it becomes another room in our house. The neglectful attitude fostered over the winter is cast aside, and we care again. There are keen discussions between The Queen of Clean and I on spring lawn care, compost bins and plans for our veg plot. Whilst we are doing our best impressions of 'knowing about gardening', the kids treat the garden as another room.
This weekend Yoyo invented the treadmill above - bless her, she did make me chuckle when I saw that. I would pretend hours of fun were had there but it was more like minutes.............
And then there was painting.....there was an ambitious plan for a chicken puppet copied from an Easter crafts book. I feel sad looking at this picture, because this little project was doomed as I gave the kids plastic coated plates to paint on. I've promised to have another crack at this soon with them (once I've got the right materials!)
And of course bike riding practice for Littlest One, complete with jumble sale doggy rucksack (40p and already a firm favourite!)
And so it truly is another room for our family. We are off tomorrow on holiday to Pembrokeshire for a week - so pardon my silence until then..........packing awaits!