Tuesday, 2 November 2010

harvest, colours, music

We went to the woods. We came back with acorns, sloes and rose hips. The children were in their element.

My mother gave me some cottons from her sewing basket. Back in the days of wooden reels, they gave the colours names instead of the souless numerical codes of today's plastic reels. My favourite is Gay Kingfisher. The colour is just as you would imagine.

We have been listening to music all afternoon. The children are still singing and dancing around long after it's switched off.

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