knitting, nature and living with autism in the family
One of the things I like about this time of year is that you don’t have to get up at the crack of dawn to get up at the crack of dawn, if you get my meaning.
Sunrise at this time of year is at a civilised hour and there’s no nicer way to start the day than with a cup of tea in bed watching a glorious sky. It sets you up nicely for the day – especially when you’ve been up for 4 hours in the night because a certain young man finds sleep a challenging concept these days!
At around 2.30pm today I shall be weeping and sniffling into a large bunch of tissues (in a highly sentimental and very proud way) as I watch Amy perform in her school play. She’s pleased as punch to have been given the part of Mary in a play called the Christmas Jazz and sings a very beautiful solo song towards the end. I think part of me will be weeping at it being her last school play of junior school. Next year secondary school will engulf her and I’m sure the changes it will bring to her, although a necessary part of growing up, will cause me to weep many more times!
I know I’ll not be alone in needing tissues today so I’ll wish all you parents watching your children in their school plays over the next 2 weeks a very happy weep and don’t forget to charge up your camera batteries!
PS: frosty berries have nothing whatsoever to do with all this – we’ve had very frosty mornings here this week and I just thought they looked pretty.
Hmmm, looks like our chickens have been having an unwanted visitor in the night. The recent covering of snow has preserved the evidence.
There are foxy footprints all over the garden and all over the roof of the chicken house! I’m very glad that we popped the house on a concrete plinth or I might have had an unpleasant discovery this morning!
Poor old Butterscotch looks a little terrorised by the night-time scratchings so she’ll be getting some extra corn this afternoon and a few grapes too. Must get round to knitting her a hat – she’s still a little bald from her autumn moult.
little cotton rabbits 