13.9.09

SpRiNg

out on the bike spring's heavenly scents assault the nostrils, both left and right. apricots and peaches waft past me, subtle and yet sublime. spring. green. and pink.
today was an entirely barefoot day for both me and capt c. we were the both of us in the garden this morning from before breakfast (which was weetbix (for c), if you're interested) even though the ground was still a bit chilly beneath our nonstockinged feet first thing.
we fed the chickens, collected the eggs, ("ai-ee" in calix speak) watered the seedlings in the glasshouse; gave the pirate her biscuits. all business.
if we were living in europe, or in the northern hemisphere, we would be excited about the shades of may-green that acompany spring. this used to please me when i was there, being a may-child and all. but here, in the republic, and on our little peninsula, there aren't that many deciduous trees about to notice it being re-greened.
autumn slinked past. autumn isn't fragrant!
but spring!
oh, those lucious, fresh buds!

of course, the problem with spring is the fact that it's not cold! barefootbicycling at night. which really means that i lost a glove on the way home cos i wasn't wearing it!
but at the end of the longest winter in the world ever i'm not complaining.
(aren't they all the longest???)

we're kinda hoping that our wee man will be nappy free by the end of the summer. already he has enjoyed several afternoons sans couche. his announcements are always mal-timed. 'peepee' he says, afterwards. but, as with other things, he is fascinated with everything that papa and mama do. he mimics our every move- from cleaning teeth to visiting the toilet...

my little man, ever the socialite. we made a new friend the other day; pascal introduced himself, offering his hand. hand extended, calix did likewise.
and tonight, as the night drew on, i noticed c was getting tired. -do you want to go home? i asked, he nodded. and after we had dressed ourselves for the bicyclejourney back to the republic (500m) c went round the room and personally said 'bye-bye' to everyone there (being careful to offer a kiss to the girls).

only half french?

xx
mama b

3 comments:

Unknown said...

Hello, tout la famille bouffandeau!

This is Bosse, Lina´s father writing. It is so nice reading your stories about what happens in your republic. I mean, we have visited it, if only on tourist visa.
You make me feel a lot closer to your part of the world than what I am in real life.. some 18.000 km distance!
We are approaching autumn and winter here in Sweden, but just now we are having a nice late-summer with sunny days.

Love to you all from
Bosse

Unknown said...

Mais oui! I like to read about la famille too! You are a very good writer!!! Kiss, kiss, hug, hug! Gunilla

laceybediz said...

I love it!! Such good French manners!

Spring must be sweet!! I am moving down south to Kiara's for the winter-- warmth is so important!!

love yer story!!