The weather has been great recently, and it makes it a real joy to be out with Harry. Alfie was on top form today too, and his imagination is bursting out of his little person. Today he was walking his own little imaginary dog.
In the field is this tree. There's something about it I love, its just proper tree shaped. And I use it as my measure of the seasons. During these winter months I look at it daily willing the buds of spring to start appearing.
We recently gave Alfie a bunk bed, and today as I went to tuck him in I found Woody hanging by his drawstring on the curtain rail above. There was something truly 'little boyish' about it that I found simply wonderful.