Our weekends have been particularly slow lately. What with the shiny pallor of new school life fading slightly to the reality of it all, we limp over the finish line to Friday afternoon. Come Saturday morning, pyjamas are kept on as long as possible, breakfasts evolve slowly from the first cup of tea in bed to pancakes and ruby berries at our worn kitchen table, and everyone potters about contentedly. We're spending most of our days outside and as always she is busy with her hands. Simple creating with tools chosen from nature's craft cupboard; much relished down time.