|Take time to smell the roses.|
I'm dreading the day when they decide that enthusiasm is not cool and that only the few things which their peers dictate are "sick" (or whatever the word may be by then) are allowed to be discussed with any overt interest.
A case in point is flowers! The boys really appreciate them and will happily point out how beautiful they are, or that they smell delicious. It's really endearing... and I can't see it lasting!
One evening the boys played outside in an adjoining field until after sundown, and then came to get us to show what they'd been up to. They'd made a "beautiful hedge" by threading it with dandelions they'd picked in the field. It had kept them occupied for ages and they were really pleased with their handiwork, which was indeed surprisingly effective!
I have mentioned before that I am not an avid gardener. When we moved in to our house the garden had lots of rose bushes. My husband is not a fan of roses, he objects to being grabbed by the thorns, and he promptly dug up most of them. As a compromise we didn't put them straight in the compost, but replanted them around our gravel drive. I'm glad we did because they have flourished out there and the boys have enjoyed the multi-sensory experience of burying their nose in the soft petals and inhaling the amazing scent.
|Rose petal confetti.|
|I'm getting married!|
|Much taller than me!|
|We made a flower out of sunflower heads.|
I loved our wildflower patch too. It was a big splash of colour in our mostly green garden and gave loads of opportunities to watch the insects at work. (see more in my posts on minibeasts and growing things!)
|Watching the creatures in the wildflowers.|
|Busy buzzy bumble bee.|
|Appreciating the "butterfly bush"|
The other lovely thing about flowers is that they're another way to mark the passing seasons. From the first snowdrops suggesting winter might be nearly over, to the vibrant daffodils trumpeting in the spring, bluebells hinting summer is on its way, and poppies celebrating the sunshine it's another way for children to notice how things change but repeat across the years.
|I'm watering the "daffadeals!"|
|The scent of spring.|
|Poppies painting the countryside|
|A walk through the bluebell woods.|
|Summer Meadow wanderings.|
Ok, so I think you might have gathered that some of the boys' enthusiasm for flowers comes from me. I am called Daisy after all. They've made me enthusiastic about combine harvesters, I've made them exclaim over flowers. I think being enthusiastic and appreciative of the little things in life is probably one of the greatest gifts we can give each other.
|My little flower fairy!|
Just a little update! Although this post was written over a year ago, the boys are still enthralled when they see a beautiful flowery scene! We've spent lots of time visiting the local bluebell woods this spring, and last weekend went to the Rhododendron gardens at Bowood. The whole place echoed to the sound of the two of them racing around exclaiming over all the different colours and proclaiming which ones smelled lovely too.
|Hunting for orchids in a local meadow...|
|...because they're GORGEOUS!|