Dear Blossom, I love how you embrace your role as the big sister and helper of the home, always fetching and serving and playing mother hen. You may be older and wiser than your wee sister but she still knows how to lead you astray! Dear Bubbles, your cheeky antics both warm my heart and drive me crazy! You always know how to make us smile but just don’t seem to know when it’s time to stop. The toddler years make for some of the best memories and yet the hardest of days. Dearest Daughters, thank you for being quick to smile and quick to forgive.
Autumn has always been my favourite season, closely followed by Spring so I always find it such a shame when people treat these two seasons simply as transitions to Christmas and Summer.
There is so much beauty to be found in the Spring that I see no need to rush into Summer. Spring is best enjoyed slowly when you have the time to stop, listen, savour, and enjoy. I’m especially loving slow days like these with my girls.
Dear Blossom, you really appreciate the beauty of life and I have a feeling that Spring may become your favourite season. You stop to listen to birdsong, collect fallen petals to pass on as gifts and find delight in each and every new bud. Your enthusiasm for life and nature is contagious! Dear Bubbles, I love that you can find your way round our secret garden without any direction, throw twigs in the pond for the fish to eat and take your shoes off in every cafe we visit. Your sweet ways warm my heart. Dearest Daughters, may you always find time to stop and smell the roses.