Harvest Festival time so it must be autumn.
Awesome Kaffe Fassett exhibition at Mottisfont, St Mary’s Church in Amport before the school’s Harvest Festival service (and I’m still singing the songs in my head!!), finding the Littlest half way up the tree outside school, taking a walk with Jemima after school, our crazy pumpkin ‘tree’, slug time, another lovely dog walk in another beautiful wood.
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.
The last few days of the summer holidays and it already feels as if autumn is here. And another school year begins; a better one we hope.
Our first day home and the fields behind us are being harvested, succulent blackberries, Littlest being taken to school by one of her big sisters, the harvest, a last dragonfly of the year, all the Tribe back to school (the Eldest missed 6 months of year 10) – a really special day and yes, I did have a big lump in my throat, but a smile in my heart, ‘look what I found!’ the Littlest with huge mushroom!
The end of the holiday – good to be together; not all plain sailing, but moving in the right direction I hope.
Outside our final stop at the fabulous Le Manoir de Bonningues, swallowtail butterfly, fun at the nearby beach & lake, Littlest with her daddy, our stunning pool, another holiday ‘pet’, another family lunch.
Beginning to relax …
Condom is a beautiful town that has an unfortunate name, but it obviously makes us laugh every time so we are just another silly family that’s stopped to take a photo, happy days at Domaine de Lassalle, coffee at our favourite bar in Gimont.
Time to escape the return of the British summer as we head south for a much needed family holiday.
On our own ‘pilgrimage’ to Lourdes, we did drive a very, very long way!, the Littlest with friend on the south coast before heading to France, returning to the blissfully beautiful Domaine de Lassalle, lunch, the Littlest, my Tribe.
The Tribe reading Macbeth together at their grandparents, toasting marshmallows with friends, photoshoot with friends at home, more marshmallows, with Guinness and Murphy, the Tribe in the middle of the maze at Cliveden, the Tribe off to stay with their cousins.
A noisy, fun-filled week and finally, all the schools finish for the summer.
Visiting Stonehenge with friends, Dubai girls, warming up after swimming, same time next year, the Littlest and friends, the Littlest and ‘Dubai’ big sister, hippy chick.
A happy week that ended with sadness as we said goodbye to Hiro, the Boy’s cat.
A snail on the window, double rainbow over the fields, today’s pineapple (it’s a thing), Hiro, GD’s art, GD and unicorn, start of the holidays with a giant hot choolate for the Boy.
Our home continues to be busy and although recovery will take time, laughter and music has returned. I think that I’ve been holding my breath for months; it is so good to breath again.
Our crazy pumpkin patch (once upon a time this used to be our compost heap), the Tribe and cousin in the water meadows, lunch in Stockbridge, the Littlest and friend playing on Amport Green, our minuscule frog, paddling in the Test River, sleepy Littlest.