We have been enjoying some sunny evenings up at the allotment once it starts to cool down a bit. Tabitha harvested her first beetroot yesterday. Aaron and I have been snacking on mangetout straight from the plant. Blackcurrants and loganberries quickly disappear from the bushes, leaving purple stains on hot grubby faces as evidence. But there is nothing quite as magical for the children as harvesting potatoes. Each time the fork turns over the earth, they squeal with delight and scrabble to collect the pale tubers.
This morning we went to Rosemoor Gardens again with the Christian home-ed group and did a workshop on minibeasts at their fantastic education centre. The children loved pond dipping and hunting for invertebrates in the woods. After a picnic lunch, we spent most of the afternoon enjoying the shade of the Brash and the Copse. I’m not really sure what Aaron was doing as I hardly saw him, but Tabitha enjoyed a game of hide and seek amongst the trees with two other little ones.
I’m thankful that we can be outside enjoying nature any day of the year, term-time or not. This real-life, experiential learning is so much richer than being stuck indoors, completing worksheets about the life cycles of potatoes and dragonflies!