Saturday saw us all pottering about. Moogsdad was on a major clear up operation as once the scaffolding came down we realised we could no longer ignore the piles of leaves and debris that seem to have accumulated over the winter.
I mowed the lawn!!!
The world has truly gone mad!!!
It seems to be springtime in the garden. These little Tete a Tete daffodils are my favourites.
I also did the cutting back and tidying up that should have been done in the autumn.
The children pottered and bounced on the trampoline. Wherever Monster went, George was never far behind :)
First they played superheroes.
George sunned himself while the children played football.
The fresh air and exercise meant that George was ready for an early night so Monster made him a bed.
I also found time for a bit of crochet. I hadn't done any for nearly a week but this pattern grows pretty fast so I caught up a bit.
Sunday dawned bright and chilly. By mid-morning it was warming up so we headed off for a walk somewhere. We had no idea where we were going.
Moogsdad suggested we go to Hengistbury Head near Bournemouth. Hengistbury is a beautiful National Nature Reserve with fantastic wildlife habitats.
Our plan was to walk through the reserve to the beach huts at the far side of the head overlooking Christchurch Bay. I was planning on taking lots of beach hut photos.
This plan changed somewhat when we decided to go across to the beach first. Four hours later we were still there!!
It was so warm down on the sand - far too warm for February in fact!
As we were totally unprepared for a day on the beach the children
were very sensible and kept their shoes and socks on totally ignored my pleas to stay dry and eventually removed all their layers until they were in knickers and short sleeved t-shirts !!!
But then landed thud on his bottom and completely winded himself :(
Minx ditched these and they were laid out to dry - how scary is this, they actually dried completely in less than an hour......in a British 'winter'!!!!!
Moog was with us and spent four hours tiptoeing along the shoreline willing us to find a stick for her to catch.
Although I've had to come home to a messy house it was worth it. We all feel more alive than we have all winter. Our cheeks are rosy and we feel relaxed and refreshed.
I will never cease to appreciate and enjoy the fact that we live within easy reach of such beautiful beaches. I always used to phone Mum any time we went to the beach so I could share it with her. (That's why I texted you Lucy - being, as you are, my surrogate Mum!!!!).
We never did get our walk but I'm sure we'll all sleep well tonight :)