The sky was grey and dark, and the wind blew us all the coldest drizzle. It was wild and sparse and beautiful.
As I put up these pictures, Cantus in memoriam Benjamin Britten by Arvo Part is playing on Spotify. I highly recommend the eerily beautiful combination!
We walked and talked and explored our way to the standing stones, where Jenna was awestruck to touch something as ancient as the stories she has been reading this week. Imagining the lives of those people, in this place, so very long ago...
After bath time on Saturday night, Jenna asked me to plait her hair to make it wavy. My mum has done this for her before, and although I expected her to complain the entire time she did sit very still - I was much reminded that she does indeed know her own mind!
Leaving the house on Sunday morning (with a handful of chocolate chip oatcakes!) looking a bit too grown up for my liking. ;)
We were with Emma, Chris and Connor until really late this Sunday. Mostly lots of story reading, and running up and down. They do love each others' company. Frequent reminders of gentleness for the toddlers though (I am finding the concept of moving *with* them very helpful at the moment, for this age of imitation).
And a good helping of sisterly craziness, of course!
Beautiful pictures x
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