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Readymoney Beach Cornwall
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Weekending

a drive to Cornwall that took way too long because an overturned horse trailer shut the M5 + but a drive that was worth it + an evening stroll through Fowey with my little man + clotted cream and fudge ice cream + sitting on a bench just to stop and listen to the church bells + walking through the door to the secret garden + the best weather ever imaginable for an English seaside holiday + the sounds of seagulls squawking, a lot, very early in the morning + an early morning run along the South Coast Path + and when I say run I use that term loosely, unfamiliar and challenging terrain reminding me that I’m still unfit + soaking in all the wonders that mother nature created, making my heart jump for joy + blueberry crème brûlée + feeding the chickens and helping collect the eggs + looking for creatures in the tide pools + making sand castles + wearing my underwear to go swimming because I packed everything except my swimsuit + staying at Toad Hall + lots of jumping on the trampoline + making new friends and playmates + gazpacho with goat cheese bruschetta + the refreshing spray of the sea hitting my face

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joining in the weekend that was with LEONIE and AMANDA

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Everyday Moments: A Different Angle

As the weather got warmer this Spring, this became his thing.  I pick him up from school and instead of heading straight home, he insists that we run around in the big athletic field near the car park.  It became our afternoon ritual, time spent running and laughing together.

The grass is neatly manicured, the lines of a rounders field painted in the middle.  He runs full steam around the posts, willing me to chase him around.  Despite all my training, I’m never quite able to catch him (wink, wink).  Maybe this is why I run, to ensure that I’ll be able to keep up with him as he gets older and faster.
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He’s a three-year old boy so rolling around in the grass is normal.  I remind myself to get down to his level, to try to see the world as he see it, to not worry about getting grass stains on my trousers.  And you know what?  Rolling around in the grass is really pretty fun.
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Please follow the circle around to the very talented Sarah to see what angle she’s found.

Thames Path Oxford
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Weekending

glorious summer weather in England + lots of quality time spent on the deck and enjoying the garden + coffee and a play in the sand at our local “beach” + happy kids at play, one of the best sounds ever + his pure excitement at playing in the big water fountain + watching his funny little run + collecting water from the fountain in cups and throwing it on each other + a new robot + slides, swings and roundabouts + running in the cool of a summer evening + movie night + time to dig the fans out of the closet + journalling in the cool morning sunshine + running in the shade of the riverbank + bbq chicken + an afternoon with friends at the fountain, keeping cool + kids sharing blueberries + extended bath time washes the sunscreen and the sweat away + watching great tennis + ice cream and fresh berries

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joining in the weekend that was with leonie and amanda

Durdle Door Dorset
Everyday Adventures

Weekending

my first holiday to the southern coast of England (after 5 years in England, it’s about time) + taking the little man on a new adventure + stunning weather that was perfect and sunny and warm + mother nature at her best + the Dorset coastline with its steep chalk cliffs and clear blue water + checking Durdle Door off my list + dipping our toes in the water and getting our trousers wet + throwing rocks in the sea + feeling the warm sunshine soak into my soul + perfect travelling companions + crazy jumping photos that gave us big belly laughs + giant ham sandwiches and crab salad on the beach + “stick gate” + strawberry milkshakes that we watched the man make from scratch (strawberries + milk + ice cream) + laughing and jumping on the trampoline + an amazing kid friendly hotel + a dog named Snoopy + yummy cooked meals that I neither cooked nor cleaned up after + test driving some new camera gear + starting a new book, a good summer read of no higher purpose than my entertainment + floating around in the cool of the pool + hitting up three different beaches in one day + super tired and exhausted little people who crashed hard + elderflower mojitos + watching him take a wee in the sea like he’d done it for years + digging holes in the sand + filling up buckets with sea water + lying on the beach and relaxing + not being distracted by the TV + having a lovely home cooked meal and feeling like part of the family + the feeling of washing off all the sand and sunscreen, ahhh + a lazy Sunday catching up on robot building time + family fun day + joining in the launch of a photography exhibit at Harcourt Arboretum + finding a secret hideaway with a carpet of purple flowers + spending the afternoon reading in the clam + finishing the book

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I’m joining Phil, Leonie, and Amanda in the weekend that was.

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Everyday Moments: Favorite Things

Zebra.  Or as we now call him, “Zezza.”  He’s the cuddly zebra that has been my son’s best friend since he was a baby.  I don’t know how it happened.  You introduce your child to dozens of cuddly creatures when they’re babies, collecting them as if you’re building a zoo.  But then one rises above the rest and becomes more important and beloved than all the others.  How do they choose?

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With “Zezza”  I think it had something to do with the ears.  The little man would rub Zezza’s soft cuddly ears between his fingers when he was trying to go to sleep.  I always knew he was about ready to fall asleep when his fingers went for the ears.

I’ve tried to buy another one, an emergency backup in the event of disaster, but I can’t find them anywhere. Zezza came in a package from America, a baby gift from a childhood friend.  I guess part of me knows that any replacement would never be the same anyway.  It’s fur would be too new, not faded and worn with love. So I’ve risked it. I’ve allowed Zezza to leave the confines of our house on occasion, though he mostly stays behind. After all, Zezza needs to get his rest, he works so hard at night-time helping the little man sleep. But Zezza has traveled transatlantically. And, he’s journeyed with us to the hospital when the little man had a coughing & vomiting episode that in the end was nothing.

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Now that my little man is a bit older, I see that their friendship has changed and grown.  It’s not just about cuddly ears, it’s about companionship.  I hear him talking in bed to Zezza, telling him bedtime stories, recounting his day, telling him it’s time to go to bed.  Our bed time routine now involves me giving Zezza a hug and kiss good night as well. And we even have a little blanket that we sometimes tuck Zezza into.  We make sure his head has a nice soft spot on the pillow.

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It surprised me to find that as I looked through my photos I, in fact, had evidence of their first meeting.  Zezza arrived from America when the little man was just two months old. I remember placing them on the floor together, letting them get to know each other. I know that one day he’ll grow out of his friendship with Zezza but now, I know he couldn’t have a better friend.

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Please continue around the circle to see what Favorite Things the lovely my good friend Laura discovered this month.