With winter becoming a memory, and before the bugs descend, we live to be outside. This year I am noticing how easy it is for mama to be working hard in the garden and the three littles busy being, well, little. While I have been turning over turf and creating new beds for the Big Garden, my three children have been by my side for little bursts of help, playing with worms and toads and snails and slugs, helping Papa build the chicken coop, setting up bike trails and jumps, climbing trees, splashing in the creek, and exploring this new corner of our land that we have claimed this spring. I am left often for long periods of time while the three of them orbit around me, always within hearing range but often out of sight. They listen to our boundary limits ~ most of the time...the neighbour's children tempt them outside of our agreement a few times, or else you can hear my three shout "Come on up! We're up here...come on for a play!" and then before you know it, three or four friends are wandering up our laneway for some fun.
We are all grateful for being outside...in sunny or windy or cloudy or rainy weather. As the day progresses, we shed layers and I am often picking up bits of clothing and equipment as we head in for meals or snacks or a change of clothes.
My body aches a bit in the morning and it feels good! But the progress we are all making feels even better...slowly, day by day, with a bit of work here and there, we are manifesting dreams. Yes, outside is where you'll find us right now...it's our happy place.