Happy

Linking up with Gillian. Some happy things from this week.

• My first rose.
• Olly out doors.
• Festival tickets.
• Relaxing at home.
  

For one reason and another it's been a trying half term. The weather certainly hasn't helped. We have been treated to a few lovely days, and they have been enjoyed immensely. But when the mizzle sets in, St Ives is plunged into gloom. So am I for that matter. It drains the landscape of colour. It drains me of my energy. It has it's own smell too. It's an unpleasant, damp smell that seems to get up my nose.

We didn't go away. I think I would have liked to. In fact if I could jump on a plane right now and fly to guaranteed sunshine, I would. I was planning on some NT visits, but after visiting Godolphin House in the torrential rain, I was put off. So it has been a pared back break, with simple pleasures being the focus.

We have spent a great deal of our time in the garden. I have been busy weeding and tidying and planting out. The boys have been playing with their toys, or ambushing me with Nerf guns. Apparently the novelty of using my backside as their main target hasn't worn off.  Every morning I wander around noting the tiny changes. I have been watching my roses keenly, anticipating my first flower. And about an hour ago I spotted it. It was partly hidden by leaves, but what a lovely surprise.

The weather may be inclement, but it doesn't stop Pops from wanting to go out and about. He has walked Honey, fed horses, scootered to Auntie Karen's house, collected snails and slugs for Beryl and Jean in the rain, ran around the dunes with his new Spider man toy from Nanny, picked salad and whirly-gigged in and out of the garden. I'm just along for the ride. It's a crazy one, and I've felt exhausted by it at times this week. Nevertheless his happy makes me happy.

Our tickets to Camp Bestival arrived in the post this week. I am very much looking forward to it. We had such a ball last year. And I think a bit of unadulterated fun will go down very well here. Everything seems rather serious and difficult at home lately. I think we could all do with being surrounded by the festival vibe.

The boys have enjoyed hanging out at home. The days start slowly for them. Olly and Alfie have taken to dragging their duvets downstairs and wrapping themselves up on the sofa. They look like two little multi-coloured caterpillars. They have been eating their breakfast while watching Ninjago or dinosaur documentaries (Olly's latest obsession). There has been plenty of reading and making train tracks. There has been den building and baking. They revel in the chance to just be, and it reminds me of my holidays as a child. It's a good feeling that they are happy here.

Simple happy things. We have a birthday barbecue to go to, and possibly a day trip in Betty. Please be good to us, Mr. Weatherman. Have a great weekend everyone. Hope the sun shines for you too.

Leanne xx