Mayhem and Stardust

We are the proud parents of, amongst others, Jig, who has a handsome collection of diagnoses (ADHD, AD, FASD) which probably mean nothing and a generous smattering of fairy dust which probably counts for everything. School was a huge challenge and so we decided, probably rashly, to move to the country and home educate him. No medication, no 'support', chickens, space, a farm on the doorstep and a beach nearby. What could possibly go wrong?

Mud, mud, glorious (colourful and interesting) mud

Didn’t we have a love-er-ly day, the day we went to Rosemoor.  We made dyes and paints out of plants and mud, the kids whooped and hollered around the out of season gardens and it barely even rained.  I love it when this whole thing works out.

Come to think of it, mud could become a bit of a specialty if this rain doesn’t stop.  Today paint, tomorrow a whole cob house…



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