Wednesday, 13 January 2010
Convalescence and Sunshine.
The sun has shone all day today and there is no snow to be seen anywhere in my little corner of the world, so off the girls and I headed after a hasty lunch with Tom (eldest son) who popped in briefly. The need for fresh air and open spaces sent us to our favourite woods at the nearby village of Mylor Bridge. Along the field path...
over the stile...
Finding things for our nature table, though we decided this pretty sphagnum moss was better off where it lay.
Burnished leaves stuck to our wellies and made the muddy footpaths slippery underfoot.
Lucy has been very poorly for quite a long time now, spending most of her days sleeping as in the picture below and I could see her getting more down as the days wore on; I know I have grumbled on about this before, but I really believe the way we live now doesn't allow for the restorative powers of convalescing and that we feel we must keep children shut away while they are truly 'bad' and then send them post-haste back to school the very instant they recover, only to see them fall ill again because their immune systems haven't properly got back to normal. I am obviously not commenting here on the fact that many have to work and therefore feel no other choice is open to them - in fact, I have myself found the last year beyond challenging as one after the other of the clan needed looking after with work being very much fitted around them resulting in late nights for me, manic working to fulfill orders, etc.
No, I am talking about the way we almost fear being seen with them because the view seems to be that if they are well enough to go out then they are well enough to be at school. Today I said 'arse' to that and did what I felt my girlie needed: fresh air, a gentle amble outdoors and a reminder that there is life outside our four walls. It has worked and though she is tired out, her cough still hacking away, there is colour in those cheeks and a smile on her pretty face. Another day home should see her right I think.
These spikey aliens came home with us
The King Alfred's cakes didn't!
Back to the car and a quick look at the river
then home once more where Lucy is now fast asleep under her quilt again and Isabella is telling me her legs hurt thus requiring chocolate to mend them. Could do with some myself really, but as there is none to be found (!) I suppose I will have to bake a cake instead...sigh.
have a peaceful evening x
P.S. the gorgeous bird was indeed a redwing, so many thanks to all who helped (very similar to a fiedfare it seems).
P.P.S. Recent chat with Isabella: "Mummy, let's play ships. I'll be the Captain and you be The Lovely!"
How sweet is that? x