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Sometimes her mother’s right!

Charley's shot Snipe DalesHad such a lovely walk with Charley this weekend. It’s rare I manage to drag her out with me now. She’s her own woman and no longer a child under the control of a parent saying ‘let’s get out for a nice walk’!

I lured her with the promise of a visit to an old haunt we frequented when we were home educating. Plus hot chocolate and biscuits to follow, of course!

It’s a long time since we visited this site. Everything seemed to have grown. She’s grown too, but still remembers the pathways through the tress, the dens they made as children and the stream they paddled, dammed, and fell in! We walked in the shelter of the trees, talked and took photos. – she’s lent me hers to post here. And I think those happy memories reconnected her with good feelings that can easily plummet when stuck in front of a screen all day, however appealing it feels at the time, or when you’re battered by life.

We were all rosy and content when we got back, proving again what an important impact on our wellbeing fresh air, natural spaces and movement has. It even worked when they were teens.

She doesn’t want to admit her mother’s right of course! But we both acknowledge that, as we lead our lives so much more virtually these days, we do still have to make an effort to connect to the real physical world too, the more natural the better.

And I’m telling you this in the hope that you’ll make that connection an important part of what you do with your children for you’ll see a change in them too. And if they taste and learn about the activities that support their wellbeing it will be a lesson valuable to them for life. Habits formed in childhood can last forever – even if they still need a bit of encouragement from time to time!

Lift up your eyes!

I know it’s cold when even the salt marsh starts to freeze and turn white!wintermarshlandfeb14 010

Despite being a normally positive kind of person I can sometimes get in the glums and this challenging cold contributes to that.

Add car troubles, bill troubles, and work troubles into the equation and my mindset falls to boot level.

I chomped all this over in a downward plummet, tramping along in the raw fenland wind, cluttered up with clothing and staring at my boots, head down – that typical position of the downhearted, muttering in my head about it all. Not repeatable!

As the wind dropped a little I lifted my gaze and had a quick scan around me looking for something else to be miserable about – as you do when you’re in one of those mindsets.

Forcing watery eyes to the horizon – this sometimes lifts my mind and my mood – something caught my attention. Right on that uninterrupted line of distance; occasional flashes in the wintry sunshine.

Now, you have to imagine a marshland horizon with absolutely nothing on its distance till it becomes sky, the two almost indistinguishable. Yet I was sure I could see little ignitions of whiteness appearing and disappearing on the skyline. Too far away to capture with my camera.

Was I imagining it – I watched through runny vision. Yep – really there.

What were they?

Little bits of litter tossed by the wind?  No; not out at sea and my eyes aren’t that good – I’m not superman!

Gulls? Not possible, too distant, wrong image; they were flashing on and gone.

Then I guessed.

They were only visible in one place – that one deep water place where marshland gives up to North Sea. And what I could see was the reflection of the low winter sunlight catching the tops of waves as the tide began to swell and the wind whipped up the surface.

Like the proverbial white horses, the far away waves rose up and tossed their manes between sea and sky and made a kind of magic show that you could only guess at.

I watched them rear and fall, ignite and sparkle and disappear, over and over. And in those moments troubles were tossed aside and mood uplifted with them.

Sometimes it’s helps not to just mooch along miserably staring at your boots!

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When you lift your eyes from your boots your heart goes too!