So proud of hatchling no2 - Digging at the Brough Cairn site

Home education has becomea series of university courses for hatchling no2.

Her latest interest is archeology.

She came home sun and wind burnt eavh day, thrilled with discovering and learning about the neolitic village.

We are so blessed. 

Happy birthday, Ducky!

Refusing to give up

Food play has become our daily ritual

Our attempt to keep hatchling no7 connected with food.

She loves the opportunity, which is really rewarding.

Though, it is an exercise in mess.

She thinks hidden toys are funny.

And she loves to feed her toys.

Her tweezer,

And cutlery skills are coming along well.

She likes being the chef

And isn't bothered by temperature.

Learning our shapes,

And mixing textures.

We are trying again and again.

Refusing to give up.

This boy

He is so clever and silly.

He comes off the bus, a flurry of dropped papers, half worn clothes and a great big smile.

So thankful for  him.

First stop heading home!

A fine start

The skyscape in Orkney changes mood and emotion 

with every breath.

The day begins with pinks, purples, and oranges,

before clearing out to a wide, bright blue.

And then when it all feels a bit too ambicious,

it hides under a foggy duvet.

I feel foggy duvet, 

but the sky says, it is ambicious.

Big old bully.

Off we go, being thankful, for a fine start to the day.

Her belief in the goodness of all creatures

This goregous highland coo was the latest creature, our hatchling no2 tried to lure home. 

Picture the scene, a little picnic by the sea...

I look around, I am a hatchling and a punnet of grapes short.

Off accross the sand bank, hatchling no2 has climbed, and is now in full on persuade mode.

Isn't he pretty? Let's keep him!

Uhuh, so pretty. 

Sooo big.

Too big, 

for us to manage.

Pretty, pretty please!

This hatchling, never asks for sweets in the shop.

She never asks for toys, or clothes, or shoes.

But the beasts, big and small.

She wants them all.

I love that about her.

Her genuine belief in all creatures and the spiritual wellbeing she gets from connecting with them.

Sunny Sunday

A picture window

This is photo was taken just along our road.

A wee snapshot, of our bay.

It tells a story,

not the whole story,

and yet it makes a fine summary,

of the view,

does it not?

Blogs are a lot like that. This wee peek at a small framed view of the world.

And it makes me consider if I shouldn't more whole heartedly blog on a more open scale.

More than just photos.

How much should a blog share about a family?

I suppose that queries how much a family might like to connect with other families?

I am starting to feel like it would be very nice to find more of our community, out there, somewhere.

Maybe.

Baking with hatchlings

One of my favourite ways to spend an afternoon is pottering in the kitchen with the hatchlings.

Buns to accompany soup are so easy, and they never seem to get tired of making them.

Now, the house smells of fresh bread baking, lentil soup simmering, and the home educated hatchlings just about finished their work for the day. 

The sky is a gentle, lazy grey, and I am rather tempted to make it a movies and popcorn afternoon.