In the beginning...

In the beginning (of 2014) we dreamed of a place where we could hide out. A place to play. A den for our family. In a location which connected me to my family roots. A place where we could nearly fill the gap of country understanding for our town dwelling girls. Yesterday we went to see how our friend had got on with the foundations....

This is where the cabin will be. The farm is on a hill so we needed to get a friend with a digger to level a piece out for us. Dad had some sheep arrive from a neighbour in the field this week.

It looked bigger than we expected it to. 

The girls did some of this...

I saw some of these...

and big colonies of these...

Big Sis spotted this in the natural water spring...

Little M said "let me see the frogs-born" and we told her how to say it ...

we ducked and dived through lots of this...

we listened to this one bleating for it's mother...

we peeped through the hawthorn blossom to see the view...

At the top of the field I tried to explain to Big Sis that the lamb would find it's mother, but she didn't want to walk away, I could tell, the bleating was pulling at her heart strings. I walked away back to the yard.

Then after five minutes she wondered back to check the numbers written on their fleeces, she asked her dad to pick up the lamb and pair her back up. She was happy to leave then. She can come and play, explore and learn stuff another day.

Easter weekend we are putting up our cabin, rain or shine. 

Sooooo excited. Jo xxxx