20th June – Escapism 

My Rangers are awesome. When getting out the knives they found a nest of baby wrens. 

Then they made feather sticks and fire without matches. 

Sometimes it is the ultimate escapism and the bit that drags you outside. 


20th January – A spoon…

It was a willow branch, and with a little imagination it became a spoon. It was supposed to become a spoon, but it takes some imagination to know that’s what it is!

It was an achievement, in part, because while I’m used to board pens developing extra gravity and jumping out my hand and on the floor – it’s a bit scarier when a knife does it. 

And Fidget hasn’t eaten it yet!

The weird ginger thing on the right is the cats tail…5