Spark

On our walks we do a lot of sensory chatter, smells and textures especially, which I hope with evoke memories for the children in years to come. My oldest son noticed the texture of this dried cow parsley was remarkably prickly- he was expecting it to be much softer.

To me they are like sparks that shoot out from sparklers, and the weather is turning autumnal so it seemed an appropriate blip today.

Oh- my first 'proper' bike ride in 21 years too. Bombing it along the river bank was superb fun, I wonder if I'll be regretting it tomorrow!