Sun is shinin' in the sky
There ain't a cloud in sight
It's stopped rainin' ev'rybody's in a play
And don't you know
It's a beautiful new day hey,hey
Ok, so it was raining. Raining quite a lot. And cloudy and grey and cold. But we were out, heading towards the woods, the greenery, the fresh air. Such a positive feeling, I could almost have imagined a blue sky.
We arrive. Meet up with one other family. Perhaps I'm antisocial, but sometimes I like to meet up with just one family. There's time to talk. Proper talking. The group dynamics for the kids is easier, less wild. The different genders will play comfortably with each other without the option of gender division of the larger groups. With large groups the kids scatter and there is a tendency for the parents to opt out. With a small group we can all interact, take part, discuss, plan, create.
It's been so long we have to fight our way through the undergrowth. Retread the path into the woods. I can't remember when we were last here.
The children run free.
They work to patch up the 'den'. Most of the moss has gone, but the basic structure is there from our visits last year. Each visit they do this. One winter we came here every week, even through the snow and ice. I miss it.
Gloopy fungi. Shiny, gelatinous, wobbly. The best sort.
The den, finished (for now). 'If you see any holes those are our fire escapes' says ds1.
There's nothing like having a camp fire on a rainy day, especially when shared with friends.
Cooking onion bhajis
And toasting pancakes
Then just time for ds2 to make an assault course for the younger ones.
Here's to more gentle days in the woods, shared with friends. More Mr Blue Sky please.
Hey you with the pretty face
Welcome to the human race
A celebration, mister blue sky's up there waitin'
And today is the day we've waited for
Hey there mister blue
We're so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do
Ev'rybody smiles at you