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Three children *** Two dogs *** Two parents *** Country loving *** Cottage dwelling in the South-West of the UK. That's us!

We've been blogging since January 2010.

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Eldest: 12 yo daughter

Middle: 10 yo daughter

Youngest: 8 yo son

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Just a thought….

"A moment spent in wonder is worth a lifetime spent in awe."

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  • Sara | mumturnedmom Oh, I didn't know that these were known as yo-yos! What a lovely colourful collection of them :) 1 Jul
  • Madeline @ This Glorious Life I hadn't heard of fabric yo-yos before, they're lovely! I really love the colours in the top photo! x #alphabetphoto 1 Jul
  • Californian Mum in London Looks like you had a great time. My kids love being in nature, though they don't realise it until we are actually there. 28 Jun
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"God has an inordinate fondness for stars and beetles."

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Homes for Bees

protesting bee

Yesterday, looking up from my computer, I spotted a dark, swirling cloud in one part of our garden. It could only mean one thing. A swarm of honey bees. It’s not the first time. It’s the right time of year and the weather was perfect. I wasn’t surprised.

Beekeeping is on my list. I’ve been on a one day course and read plenty of books, but I’m not ready quite yet. Apparently the bees have a different idea. They like our garden and would like to live here. Sigh.

honeysuckle and swarmNo convenient empty hive, waiting in our garden. They opted for the coolness inside our honeysuckle. I see their point. It’s cool, secure and surrounded by a food source. But no way a permanent solution. They would be on the move again.

honey bees in honeysuckleThey were kind enough to let me approach. More intent on keeping their queen safe.

Our neighbour is a beekeeper. As his hive died out over the winter, he was very happy to acquire a free swarm. Half an hour later he returned dressed in his beekeeping suit and with the tools of the trade.

beekeeper smoker

The swarm was brushed out of the honeysuckle and into a box. Then turned upside down onto a towel to ease transporting them. There the box stayed all afternoon. At first the bees that were left behind, covered the outside of the box or swirled around. Over the hours, they mostly moved inside.

swarm in boxIn the evening our neighbour returned, slid a board underneath and wrapped the towel around the box. I’m sure anyone driving down our lane a few minutes later would have been slightly surprised to encounter a man in full beekeeping suit, walking very carefully, holding a box out in front of him. Not a sight you often see.

This morning as we set off for school, we heard that the bees had settled in and were busy foraging. It took a further half a day for the slightly cross, left behind ones to calm down and follow. At least, I hope that’s where they went. I was relieved that I could let the dogs out again.borage for bees

My mission now is to carry on improving our bee friendly plants and organize a hive for next year. Eldest is keen to come on a course with me this winter. I am determined that next time a swarm comes knocking, I’ll be able to provide a home for them.

Let me know if you keep bees. I’d love to hear your experience. Which plant is the most popular with the bees in your garden ?

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AlphabetPhoto: Y is for Yo-yo

gathering yoyo In this case, I’m talking fabric yo-yos. I have a bag full of colourful yo-yos I made two years ago. Another name for them is Suffolk Puffs. Some I have started making into a cushion cover. The perfect project for putting in a bag and taking on a Summer road trip.

a spread of yoyos

Linking up with PODCast’s #AlphabetPhoto linky. Almost at the end. My Y is for Yo-Yo.

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Playing on the wild side

running in meadow Glastonbury TorI can’t help thinking that children are most happy playing with homemade toys and natural play areas. They do love other toys, but there is a different level of fun. This week, I offered to take Middle One to the village play park as we waited for her brother’s coach.

“No, thanks. It’s too young.”

OK.

swinging from the tree

This is the same girl that played happily for an hour on trees and swings hung from branches that they happened upon at the weekend.

missed the red arrows

We went to a meadow, near Glastonbury Tor, with the intention of taking a walk and spotting some nature. Maybe some dragonflies, we thought. The wonderful part of a nature walk is that you never know what you’re going to spot. If anything. After a quick look at the bordering river, the children headed across the meadow and away to an interesting group of trees. Turns out someone had set up swings from the branches.

This left us adults to walk around the meadow. We did spot dragonflies and fascinating spiders. Plus the Red Arrows flew over the Tor and let out a quick burst of coloured smoke. Can you tell who stood and watched, and then thought about the camera in her hand afterwards?

swings in tree Glastonbury

All the time, the children played in the fabulous old trees. Climbing and swinging. We could hear them laughing and singing. They could see us a long way off, over the field. It’s nice to reach the stage, where we can leave them to play. The time of hovering over them seems a dim and distant memory now. They have the skills and knowledge of how to play in a wild area.

natural play swingsEven my husband had a go on the swings.

playing pooh sticks at Fenny castle

The next day, was an early start for the Summer Solstice. We went up the Tor for the sunrise, or the pinkish glow of the start of the day. Later, after a rest at home, it was time to head for Fenny Castle for a Father’s Day cream team and a kingfisher walk. This is one of our favourite places to go. They do scrummy food, bike hire and tennis court hire too. We sat in the beautiful garden, eating our scones.

playing pooh sticks at Fenny castle start

Then a walk down the lane to spot kingfishers. There were holes in the bank in the usual area, so we knew there was a good chance of seeing one. A little further on is a bridge. Perfect for Pooh sticks. Time to stop and play again.

Fenny Caste Flow station

They love to see the little weir at the Flow Station. There were a few fish to spot as well. Also a couple of Great Cranes flapping their enormous wings in a field over from where we were walking.

kingfisher walk at Fenny Castle

Did we see kingfishers? The whole point of the walk. Yes, we did! I took the wrong camera lens, so you’re just going to have to take my word for it. There was one kingfisher, sitting on a branch, overhanging the river. Watching for fish. We saw the blue of its back first and then it hopped round to check us out, revealing its orange chest. We must have been about 4 metres away, before it remembered a previous appointment and left. A blue flash down the river. Perfect.sisters swinging on the tree at GlastonburyPutting aside that I need to plan ahead better with my photographs, (it’s OK, I’m over it), this weekend was a wonderful reminder that children love playing in natural settings. Put a gaggle of children in a meadow, among trees, or along a river side –  allow them to learn how to play safely – and they will have so much fun.

Joining in with Fiona’s as-ever inspiring #CountryKids linky. Big wave to anyone who’s popped over from there. *wave*

 


(NB. My children are 8, 10 and 12. They’ve grown up in the country and are good at assessing risk for themselves. They are also very good at dobbing each other in, if they break a rule. The age and ability that you allow your child to play like this is a judgement call.)

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