The beautiful weather and the time of year tempts us from the woods. We head to Sutton Lane Meadows, a collection of wildflower meadows owned by the National Trust that we haven’t visited since last summer. On our last visit Thee clung on to her big sister still wobbling in that adorable way toddlers do when they’ve just learnt to walk. This time that wobble has long since disappeared and both girls run ahead at full speed together pointing out butterflies and bees as they go. No room for sorrow at the baby days that are past us though as their giggles fill me up and all I can do is marvel at the moment. The sunshine, the beauty of the flowers, and the love between my girls. The now is so beautiful.
After a pause to appreciate the meadows we find ourselves already hungry, already thinking about the picnic on our backs so we push on. We walk straight through the meadows, promising to return and play once our stomachs are full, and find a field behind to lay out a blanket and relax. The picnic seems to disappear before our eyes and the girls are once again up and running around. Luckily we’d packed a ball so I watched them kick it about with their Daddy whilst flicking through a magazine once again appreciating this season of life.
Bellies full and two little girls worn out we wander back to the wild flowers. We take our time following the paths amongst them, letting Lyra lead the way whilst Athena needs the occasional carry. We make our way slowly back to the car taking way too many photographs as I just want to remember this moment, this day. No grand adventures, no epic landscape to traverse just me, my family, the sunshine, and some beautiful flowers. Right now that is enough.