We don’t mind windy days, little Mira and me. When we notice the wind is blowing, we look at each other and say, ‘Windmills!’
And out to the balcony we run, to see if we can catch the wind.
Sometimes we have it, and sometimes not. It’s unpredictable. Mira is learning a new word: ‘gust’.
We wait for a gust, and when it comes along and our windmills are whirring we laugh and we laugh and we laugh.
I’ve been too busy to blog – have a writing deadline of the end of March, when I have to deliver the ms for my new book. So I’ve been absent from the blogs I enjoy leaving comments on, as well as from my own. Never mind, I’ll be back, and meanwhile, I’m trying to remember to play and relax between big bouts on the computer. So here’s a little wind poem I wrote for you:
Wind
It’s here
It’s there
It’s everywhere
Can we catch it?
We don’t care!
A beautiful post I think you would be great in writing for children as well.
Good luck with your book
Just waiting for another gust, Juliet. For now enjoy the wind with Mira.
Such a wonderful way to enjoy the wind with Mira! Those are such cheerful windmills and such a sunny day.
Good luck to you as you finish up your book.
Thank you Marja. You make me think it might be fun to make a little book for Mira.
Elisabeth, today we have a big storm that has crossed the Tasman. Plenty of gusts!
Penny, yes the windmills are cheerful ones, and we love watching their faces disappear as they turn really fast. Thanks all for the good wishes.
What windy fun! I could do with a windmill today to catch the gusts.
These little windmills are such fun Ruth. I saw a garden in the neighbourhood that had a whole set of them on a newly planted lawn to keep the birds away.
What happy play for you both Juliet.
I’m looking forward to hearing about the new book.
thinking of you in your writing…may it flow and may you enjoy those moments in between screentimes. x
Thanks Lynley and Anissa. The writing has been flowing nicely, punctuated by enjoyable leisure moments.