The first of May was Bealtaine - the first Day of Summer. The weekend was indeed a glorious one and it really did feel like Summer. In fact it felt like we had skipped Spring and jumped straight to Summer... but unfortunately it was a bit of a trick, because it didn't last and we're back into fitfully flipping between Winter and Spring weather with the occasional hour or two of Summer thrown into the mix.
On the Mayday Bank holiday, however, I'm delighted that we spontaneously grabbed the opportunity to enjoy the good weather and headed off the beaten track and into the mountains, avoiding the throngs of people headed to our local seafront.
I had cobbled together a bit of a haphazard picnic moments before rushing out the door. An avocado, oat crackers, slices of goats cheese, some little sandwiches for the girls, some fresh pineapple and dried fruit and a bottle of water to share. It was just enough.
We stayed a few hours dabbling our fingers in the cold mountain stream and watching the clouds drift by and then took a leisurely drive back down the other side of the mountain and the long way home.
Later still, we had ice-cream on the front step in the evening sun. It was bliss.
I love your nature table! I'd like to do that, except that I'm pretty sure we'd end up with sticks and leaves all over the house. I try to keep Nature outside the back door whenever possible.
ReplyDeleteHa! I know the feeling - though surprisingly, the nature stuff used to be all over the house and now that it has a place, it tends to gravitate there... though I did find a feather in a shoe this morning!
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