Tuesday, October 16, 2012

The best medicine.

This morning we went a wandering, my smallest and I.

We grabbed our treasure basket and we walked up through the forest and then down through the top orchard.

It had been a while since she'd been well enough to explore outside and we both felt that it would be the best medicine
We wandered along slowly. We stopped and examined and admired and noticed everything.

We stomped in squishy mud, we sliced off bits of furry moss, we looked at shapes in the clouds, we listened to the wind rustling through the trees, we cut flowers of every shape and size and colour and we admired the prettiest fungi we had ever seen. We saw cockatoos and bees and ducks and a ladybug. We climbed trees and orchard ladders and walked along logs pretending we were circus performers. She fell over a few times and thought she was lucky not to land in the prickles.

And she astounded me with her knowledge of which blossoming tree would grow which type of fruit come summer time. Pears and quinces and apples and plums. Yum!

And as we went we filled our treasure basket.
In the beginning there were just bits of gum nuts and twigs and leaves in the bottom of the basket. But as we went we gathered and gathered and slowly it filled until it was over flowing. And carrying an over flowing basket of blooms made us feel like brides. And talking about brides became a conversation about babies. And then she told me that one day she would grow up and have two babies and I would be a granny. And her babies would be a girl called Isabella and a boy called Sam. 

And my breath caught in my throat. Its so silly. But next week my baby will be five and then one day my baby will have babies. Its a long way off but its big. 
And then we took a break and sat up against a big tree for a while. Her breath was still rattly and her skin was still scratchy. I probably should have taken a drink with us.

But we sat there and watched the ants and bugs and we wondered where they were going. And we dug holes with the knife and I showed her how to open and close it. And she practised for a while.

And then we went home.

We had talked about laying all our treasures out so we could look at them, but she was too tired by then. She came in and had a quiet afternoon on the couch instead. Hopefully they'll last til tomorrow.

Hopefully our wanderings were as good for her as they were for me. All that fresh air. All that spring time. The best medicine.

I hope you've had a lovely day.
I hope there was colour and blossom and some treasure too.

And I hope you know that lace charts in knitting read from the right to the left.
And don't have to learn that fact on row 38 like I just did.

Did you learn anything new today?
Did you treat yourself to some good medicine?
Do you have a favourite song?
Are you worried for me about the prospect of brushing that not brushed for a sick week hair?

Later lovelies. xx

27 comments:

  1. hello wonderful pics. I like it very match.

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  2. Kate - they are extremely beautiful photos. Ones to treasure. But I think the conversations you had along the way were far more beautiful. Children have amazing insight into the(ir) world. Such beautiful collection of words, pictures and flowers.

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  3. I have been feeling a bit sad this week that my baby is now 7 and my girl is 13 and my other boy is 11.... Your words and pictures remind me of the grief I wrote about two days ago. It is such a precious time having our babes at home with us... will it be school next year?

    I love brushing hair... enjoy the slow strokes! xxx

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  4. that looked like a perfect morning. It must be a delightful relief to have her out and about again. If it were my hair to brush I'd wet it, slather it in conditioner and comb it out in the bath. Good luck with that. I spent this morning at the art gallery and museum with my truant 7 year old who then went to Grandma's to begin sewing her patchwork quilt. Just lovely.

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  5. At least you had sick kid hair braiding foresight. Poor Poppet. Hope she's up and at 'em and treasure-sorting quicksticks!

    PS. That practising opening/closing knife skills thing? Very. Very. Good. Idea.

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  6. Such adventures to be had in your own back yard. It does sound like very good medicine. Good luck with the hair. As a child my twin sister and I always had our hair cut short. I found out years later that it was because my Mother refused to brush long hair times two.

    PS. If you haven't see your pages in frankie yet and you want to keep it a surprise until you get your copy, best not to visit my blog tomorrow. :)

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  7. Your lovely post and pics makes my heart burst with words that tell it all so eloquently. My medicine was a rare outing, together, this week with my Grandbaby who's now Mummy herself ... we talked, we wandered, we were grateful for being together sharing the best medicine, just like you describe Kate ;) Thank You lovely Kate ;)

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  8. Very sweet post...it pulls at our motherheartstrings to hear about her scratchy skin and rattley breath despite the treasures in her basket and spring all around her..I hope she is totally well very soon.

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  9. Ah Kate my first baby is 18 now and we were talking this morning as he drove me to his school (on his L's) about the new stage of life he is about to embark upon. About finishing school, hopefully getting into the uni course he wants, becoming independent, earning his own money, being responsible for his own choices and consequences. It's come around in a flash the need for me to let go. I am now looking forward (with a little sadness too) to watching him develop into a good man and hopefully find me a lovely daughter in law and maybe even some delicious grandchildren.
    Glad to see your littlest is on the mend, beautiful photos.

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  10. it's difficult to find the right words...it's all in my heart, but not in my brain!!!
    lovely!!
    xxx Alessandra

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  11. What a lovely adventure....the flowers look so pretty in your basket....all that fresh air and discovery is definitely what the doctor ordered I should think....

    I have three boys, 9,7 and 4 I can't imagine having these conversations with them as they still think they are going to always live with us....cute eh?

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  12. Again, a lovely post. How are your apple blossoms with this cold weather? xxBrenda

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    1. So far so good thanks Brenda.
      The Jersey Macs are in full bloom and the rest of the orchards are about 5%.
      Fri, Sat and Sunday are looking like the pollination days. x

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  13. such beautiful words and photos- I know that feeling of 'my babies are growing up' all to well
    xo

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  14. This is so beautiful :) I hope your little one feels 100% soon. Kx

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  15. I love your blog so much, the way you write is just beautiful.
    Hope your little girl continues to get better xox

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  16. I learned something new – lace charts read from right to left. Thanks for saving me 38 rows for the day when I may actually brave knitting lace.
    You are my good medicine today – I’m visiting your blog as a relief from the stresses of my work at the moment.
    Couldn’t narrow it down to a song - but am currently thrashing the Searching for Sugarman Soundtrack by Rodriguez.
    Fresh spring air and the energy of a forest is the best kind of healing. Do hope your little one is better.

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  17. I love her fuzzy hair and stripey legs xx

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  18. One of your last questions "Do you have a favourite song?" would usually have me stumped because I am a music freak & choosing a favourite is inpossible but today my littlest guy came home from school & recited lines from Dr Suess's book Oh The Places You'll Go ( which is my favourite)telling me he will be performing that along with The Waifs song Lighthouse next week with his class at assembly. I started singing along with him & then we put it on & both sang really loudly. So today The Waifs song Lighthouse is my favourite.

    Hoping that your apples are doing well & that little Pepper is back to full strength very soon xx

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  19. The best medicine for sure. So glad that Pepper is getting better. I love her plans for motherhood and already having names picked out.

    My good medicine today was having a peak at the new Frankie mag. I was excited to see a particular article. ;)

    PS Bad luck with the knitting chart.

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