It’s 7.30am on Sunday morning, and we’ve been up for ages. It’s wonderful.
We were woken by brilliant shafts of sunlight through the cracks in the curtains, and it was too irresistable to ignore. So we began the day with a picnic on the terrace before the rest of the world woke up; sipping coffee as the birds sang, revelling in the day. We’ve needed this sunshine for so long, and it feels amazing. The weekend so far has been spent pottering outside; planting, planning ahead for a summer of outdoor living and imagined parties that go on long into the night. Harry has been spring-cleaning The Little House and serving notice to the millions of critters who took up winter residence inside. He’s made of stern stuff, that boy.
This time last weekend we were at a family Christening and reunion for my smallest nephew and niece; a beautiful, fun service in a tiny church near their house. We pondered for a while what to choose as Christening gifts; they are 4 and 6 so not babies, and have many of the things already that one might otherwise traditionally give. In the end, Harry and I settled on apple trees, thinking that they could plant them in their garden and tend them over the years ahead, nurturing them into fruit and then coming home to see them as adults; a gift for a lifetime….
I chose two different trees, both of which are promised to fruit abundantly in very short order (because waiting for anything to happen when you’re small is sooo hard), and wrapped the pots in simple burlap and scraps of leftover fabric;
For a card, we moved to the art room and Harry made an apple tree collage, using off-cuts of paper of every colour, and wallpaper for the tree trunk;
It turned out pretty well!
And now the day beckons again, unfolding before us deliciously. We have some more planting to do; Cucamelons for pots on the patio, and passion-flowers to grow over an arch leading down to the lawn. And then some tennis practice (Harry hitting wildly and exuberantly; us running for miles to retrieve balls – we’re doing this all wong…), and then a party, because when you’re six, life is a social whirl.
Have a wonderful day, wherever you are and whatever you’re upto!