Closer to Nature

Closer to Nature

Now that Sausage is at school, I’m getting back into the swing of regularly blogging, which includes putting the Closer to Nature linky on here in a timely fashion!

My photo this week was taken in my Mum’s garden on Sunday afternoon, and is actually capturing a scientific phenomena as we witnessed it! We called it a ‘rainbow cloud’, but it’s real name is a ‘circumhorizontal arc‘, and Wikipedia describes it as “A circumhorizontal arc is an optical phenomenon – an ice-halo formed by plate-shaped ice crystals in high level cirrus clouds.” The bizarre thing is, the sun isn’t supposed to be high enough in the sky for it to happen in the UK in late August, but it certainly seems to be one when compared with the pictures shown on their page.

My Mum’s dog Ralph had to be put to sleep recently, so she’s taking it as a gift from him from Rainbow Bridge.

So, now it’s your turn. If you have any photos from the last fortnight containing anything from nature, post it and link up below, we love looking at everyone else photos and they all get pinned to our ‘Closer to Nature’ Pinterest board.

Family · Happiness · Parenting

Extreme Makeover – Doll’s House Edition

Soon to be ‘Sausage’s House’

A few months ago, I wrote about my Nan and Grandad, Rene and John, and about the doll’s house they made for me from scratch. This is what I wrote:

“It was in this shed that Grandad made my doll’s house. This dolls house was better than any that I have ever, to this day, seen in a shop.

The walls were covered with brick-dust and individually pointed with white paint, each brick lovingly created by Grandad’s patient hand. The writers over at MetalSucks were extremely impressed.

Every room had an electric light with its own light switch, powered by a big battery compartment, hidden under the roof. The roof had individual tiles, cut out of a terracotta coloured lino. The rooms were carpeted and a proper staircase ran through the middle of the house. Then came Nanny Rene’s work, individually made curtains, duvets, light shades and linen, all in coordinating colours.

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Humour · Royals

Royally Tits Up?

So, the French press have papped our Kate with her boobies out, eh? A source said this:

“There is a feeling of anger and disbelief about these photographs,” 

Apparently the Royals are unfamiliar with the lengths that the French papparazi will to to get a picture…*insert smiley for IRONY that hasn’t even been invented yet*

Errr, REALLY? Anger…and disbelief?

“We feel there has been a red line crossed with regard to publishing these images.”

Usually, it’s just a line that gets crossed, but when it’s the Royals, it’s a red line. I might have known they’d get a more fancy line than everyone else…*insert bitter mutterings about our tax money paying for aforementioned fancy red line*

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Education · Family · School

First Day

Today was the day. The day.

I woke up an hour before my alarm. Sausage had had a bad dream and got into our bed in the night, so I suspect my early rising was something to do with having her elbow pressing into the back of my head for the previous hour, but I didn’t mind. As I got up, she awoke too and seemed happy enough. She’s a morning person, my kid. In fact, she’s an all-the-time person, we’ve had many a compliment on how happy and content she seems.

It wasn’t until she was situated with her brekkie and watching TV that I said “Are you looking forward to school today?” and do you know what she said?

“Oh, is that today?”

Little moo!

I’d been tossing and turning, sick with worry and she’d forgotten all about it! I have to admit though, that was just the first in a series of ‘best-case scenarios’ that have littered our day. She got dressed in her uniform (which as you know, I can’t post here, that’s just how I roll…) and was raring to go, excited and switched on. If she was nervous, she didn’t let it show at all.

Husband and I both walked her, the beauty of having one parent who’s self-employed and another who’s seemingly unemployable and we chatted away about carnivores and peregrine falcons and bald eagles and trees. There was a load of other people who were also delivering tiny humans who looked FAR too small to be on their way to school, it was a relief in a way to see other people in our situation.

As we got into the side gate, I saw several other mums in the playground who I know and I was really pleased about this, a familiar face is always good and this is a new experience for me too, not just Sausage! As we walked in, one of Sausage’s friends from nursery came and found us and they wandered off together, chatting away. She even formally introduced Sausage to one of her other friends, which meant that my little lady had two allies when she was finally called into class. She was so involved in her networking that when the time came for her to go into class, Husband and I had to call her and ask for a kiss goodbye! Again – best case scenario. I don’t want her to be clinging to us or worrying about us leaving, so I’m super pleased that she had friends to make the situation a bit less intense.

As Husband and I walked home, I think we both felt a bit lost. It was okay though, the time went surprisingly fast and a few emails and a bit of work later and it was time to collect our big girl. She was last to be let out of class but seemed very relaxed and happy. She told us about the new friends she’d made, helping another friend when she hurt herself in the playground and singing “Twinkle, Twinkle, Chocolate Bar..” (a completely new one on me!) but all in all, it was pleasant and largely uneventful, which is better than I could ever have hoped for.

I’m so proud of Sausage for handling today in her usual pragmatic way and not letting her nerves or sensitivity get the better of her. She’s an ace kid and I cannot wait to see how all of the new lessons and experiences broaden her mind.

Exciting times for my bezzie mate!