April / May / June – these Spring months are truly the best time to see the British countryside. From the first buds to fields of yellow rape flowers… it is breathtakingly beautiful.
On our return home from the crazy cruise weekend, we drove across country through Dorset, Wiltshire and back into Somerset, passing by glorious bright golden fields. As we drove past another I would call out to Dan to ‘stop the car!’… only to find, we’d zoomed by.
After an hour of me shouting, he finally gave in and pulled up into a lay by just north of Bath. This field, this field! Charlie and I leapt from the car, and within minutes we were shoulder deep in yellow blooms.
This boy, oh this boy of mine, he loves to play with his mummy. Leaping around, hiding in the tall stems and giggling as I snap away at him. He is so happy being photographed now, so much so that he is now starting to direct me on how the ‘shoot’ will unfold. Sometimes taking the camera from me, to photograph the scene himself. I love it!
I love that he is creative, wild and happy. No schooling will ever understand how truly amazing this boy is. His thirst for knowledge, his love of life and boundless energy and love that comes from him. Yes, he struggles with his spelling, but actually, most of us do, hooray for spell check!
This day, in that yellow field, just me and him – I will remember it forever. Precious.