Today Little Owl and I crossed two fields full of daisies to sit on a stile we know. It has a platform at the top which is a perfect perch. We sat there singing Daisy, daisy at the top of our voices to the fields falling away in front of us. Then we sang The Farmer’s in the Den. Little Owl taught me a lesser known extra verse that goes “The cat wants a trife, the cat wants a trife…” It should be more widely known I feel.
This afternoon we got out Little Owl’s paddling pool. Yes, it was paddling pool weather! Little Owl got the pool for her birthday and this is the first opportunity we’ve had to use it. It also came with two bags of plastic balls which we floated in the water. Here she is.
