Nature is perfect in her details. I felt that this morning when I said to BB to turn off the light in the bathroom and she said its summer. The sunlight was pouring through the little window more than it has for ages and I was not used to seeing it, especially as I was trying my best to keep my eyes closed. But it was nice, nice to see if not nice to be awake on the only chance of a long lie of the week.
The detail was all over today as well (it’s about 4:30pm), from the tiny glass on the beach to the waves coming over the rocks and soaking those stupid lassies from the knees down. That’s them wet for the day in their jeans and Chuck Taylors. Let’s ignore the signs the tide is giving us and stand here for ages for our Insta photo shoot. The way the girls play with the two Ms at sword fights is incredible, I love it, ganging up on the adults and being ‘Team Kids’ the way it should be, the way nature intended it to be. And everything if full of life as the grass once again grows, daisies and the dandelions won’t be far behind, though next week it is to snow again, deliberate action again, everything perfect, everything intended and nothing rough-hewn from the rock of the earth.