Thanks to the wonderful woman pictured above, we celebrated the Spring Equinox with food, friends and fire.
The terrain was pretty uneven and I worried that Monty might be a little frustrated at not being able to join the gaggle of bigger kids negotiating steep muddy banks and running feral. Unflustered, he sat and painted a number of eggs with quiet satisfaction.
The older kids were blissfully happy, allowed to roam free-range like the allotment chickens. So beautiful to watch them from a distance, totally absorbed in the magical business of childhood.
Us adults were pretty happy too...sharing, laughing, loving and tending the fire...