Armed with nought but a bowl of walnuts courtesy of the local fruit and veg shop, an old paver and a wee little hammer we set to work....
The early morning air still befriending Winter and the lawn shiny and fluorescent green from yesterday's rain..
The patience...the care...the gentle tap-tap-tapping. Once shown how to do something this girl simply must do everything by herself! Mmm....patience is wearing thin..."Mumma, I need anudder hammer....a BIG hammer!"
Again with the tap-tap-tapping...perhaps a little more sprightly than before...
And finally....
THE most creamy and delectable walnuts I've ever had! What a gorgeous way to while away the last morning of Winter. It really is the little things :)
4 comments:
You are so right. It IS the little things.
This brings back memories of our grandparents' place. They had a walnut tree and we delighted in cracking them open and eating them. So delightful!
I hope your daughter has memories of this very thing too! xx
Where is your pink girlie renovator hammer?? I love forcing children to slow down with the little things. Love Posie
Little things give such simple pleasure :)
My Uncle had walnuts trees and every year we would look forward to the bagfuls he would bring us to devour.
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So cute!. Now if that was miss Liongirl she would have hit it once, and it would have been smashed to oblivion. melx
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