Every time we set out on our little walk around the village I feel a slight sense of boredom hitting - the same walk, stopping in the same places, seeing the same things, etc. But that feeling is thankfully always short-lived as in fact things are always different and always changing. And it's lovely how the company of a 3-year-old helps you to notice this!
So today, same walk, same places... but lots of new things to notice and chat about:
Lots of fruit growing at the moment. Many apple trees around (including in our garden), but also lovely to see these quince.
The difference between nettles and dead-nettles. It was funny seeing T's amazement at being able to touch a dead-nettle without being stung!
A large tree in the village has been cut down so there was sawdust all over the road - a talking point in itself. But this was a cobweb covered in sawdust which proved fascinating.
Another chat with the racehorses in the local farmyard. T gets very excited when he sees them coming across the field to say hello... but then pretty terrified when they get up to the fence. They are huge beasts, so must seem immense when you are less than a metre tall yourself.
Finally I taught him how to strip grasses of their seeds. I can't be the only person who spent much of thier childhood doing this?! I seem to recall a rhyme that went with it (something about a bunch of flowers and 'April showers' upon which you threw the seeds over your unsuspecting friend!). He really enjoyed this and spent ages working his way along the footpath stripping every grass he could see!