Wednesday

It does appear like we're setting records with these glorious days of sunshine and warmth.

The morning wasn't cloud free. But if you have a crab as we do -- beautifully golden in these last colorful days of autumn, it hardly matters.






Breakfast, in the front room, has its own sunshine -- a bouquet of yellow flowers and Ed's rare morning smile.






Then I lost myself in my Great Writing Project and when I next looked up, the sun had taken hold and you wouldn't think of packing even a sweater to go outside.

I went to Snowdrop's home and played with her for a while (noting that the few photos I managed to take all had something in common...).



standing





shaking





...and rolling


And after lunch, which, these days is a joyous (even for today's peas, spinach and pears) and surprisingly neat affair...





... there was no question but that we would be going outside.

She is much better on the slide, but still unsure of anything else at the playground. They are not easy spaces for her to navigate and the free fall activities leave her feeling vulnerable. Still, she is happier today than she was yesterday and so we end our brief playground visit on a better note.

But the highest of high notes comes with leaf play. What child doesn't love to crunch and rustle and swoosh all the fallen flakes of gold?






Snowdrop is no exception here. What a beautiful afternoon! We had a gift of good weather and I had the gift of playing with leaves with my granddaughter. You can't top that.