Autumn Days

Autumn days when the grass is jewelled
and the silk inside a chestnut shell
Jet planes meeting in the air to be refuelled
All these things I love so well

So I mustn't forget
No I musn't forget
To say a great big Thank You
I mustn't forget
Come and Praise hymn book, number errrr 4? circa 1986 ish.

I was singing this to myself this morning when I got up. It was one of my favourites in primary school. I thought it might be a good theme for a blip today and was explaining to little one that we needed to look under the tree at school so see if there were any unopened horse chestnuts that would still have soft white insides to their shells. I sang her the song in the car so she understood why and she shouted "We sing that!!"
It made my morning. I'm so glad that some things continue despite the fact she's not in a CofE school and times are a'changing. Singing songs together is such a lovely thing to do and it cheers me that 25 years later, little tunes like this inspire more little people to take notice of what's around them and be thankful.