Golden

Yesterday was an especially splendid Saturday - the wind died down a bit - the sun showed her face all day long... we woke early for chores and preparation for the farm tour, cleaned up our little dwelling, drew with chalk, chatted to visitors and walked until the little one fell asleep (sideways) on my back, prepared a delicious late lunch which we enjoyed outdoors with a company of french-speaking friends - we supped on roast chicken with onions and sweet potato, a salad of kale, lettuce, oranges, beetroots and ruby chard all foraged here, endless mud splashing by Reu called for a bath on the grass... his favourite pastime, followed by pouncing on the farm's cats and spying the fattening ducks and pointing out blossoming orchard trees... then because the light was so golden and it wasn't time for bed yet the three of us drove off to the nearby town to play in the most amazing children's playground (complete with wind chimes, bongo drums and a flying fox!) We fell into bed tired, happy and full. We are so rich on days like these...