Looks like summer is definitely over – no Indian summer this year! But we’re making the most of the last few weeks of light evenings.
GD at Andover Lawn Tennis Club’s 2017 Championships, our incredibly impressive pumpkin patch!, back on the road to Sparsholt for netball (at least the countryside is glorious), another year with FoTT (not the best year, but we’re all still here), walking back from tennis with the Eldest, another dog walk with my buddy 😊, the Littlest before school.
Week 19 had some spectacular lows but also one very special event. Life is a rollercoaster right now. We are determined that it will get better.
The Boy after his confirmation at Salisbury Cathedral with the Rt Rev David Hallatt (so proud!); visit by GD’s Kiwi uncle and godfather at Blades training; a happy moment on Northbrook when the Eldest’s wonderful friends (and siblings!) visit; what to do with chopsticks no.21; the Littlest and friend at Hatherden Fete; the high point of a rather rubbish birthday spent at the hospital – wild flowers and homemade cake; Wagamama featured heavily on the menu this week.
The beginning of the Easter holidays and glorious sunshine.
Good Friday breakfast (at the end of the week), some Bobbi Brown therapy for the Eldest, ducks in the garden (yup, I’m obsessed!), GD practicising for the Weston Park Blades netball camp, cycling the Test Way, spring flowers outside Beccy’s Greengrocers in Stockbridge, Hiro at home.
Life is anything but simple right now, but this is my own therapy; finding the good stuff of life, which is sometimes more difficult to find. But it is out there. Week 10 was a couple of weeks ago now, but it was a happy, positive week. And that’s a good thing.
Meeting a wild black swan (wow!) and sharing a flapjack, Blades smashing another game, fabulous spring crocuses, tea party with Jenny the Camel and other friends, the girls post-school kitchen creativity, winning another match with Andover Hockey Club, the Littlest making fruit salad.
What a rollercoaster of a week on the world stage – I’m sure that it takes a lot more effort to be confrontational than it does to try and work together. Anyway, another week in pictures from our little corner of the world.
Mist rolling in across the water meadows at dusk. the Boy doing topper sail training at the Spinnaker Club, fog still lying heavily across the fields at midday, signs of spring with the appearance of catkins, the Eldest at another Blades netball match, frozen buds, the Littlest putting Frozen and Playmobil characters to ‘Lego’-bed (sleeping bags made of wrapping paper!).