One of the things I most love about being on holiday is the large amount of time we spend outdoors as a family. Whether we are by the coast or inland, in a house or Connievan, it feels great to simply be outside in the fresh open air together. Pottering, pootling, playing, picnicking. Walking, running, jumping, balancing. Lounging, laughing, chatting, pondering.
Since coming home from our holiday in Dorset, J and I made a joint decision to take a few hours out of every weekend to be together as a family, out and about. A weekly outing of some sorts. It's an easy thing to say in words, but not at all easy to make it happen. It takes planning and preparation, effort and enthusiasm. But it is perfectly do-able if we are determined to make it happen and ignore the plaintive resistence from our offspring. The trick is to get out of the door as early as possible, with a promise to return home in time for lunch. A few hours kids, that is ALL. It won't take long, promise.
Of course, once we are actually on our way, it all becomes much
easier, especially if we keep the journeying short. We are very, very
lucky to live close to such glorious countryside, and there is no
shortage of nearby places to go. On Sunday morning we chose Riverside.
Miraculously, we had parked the car by 9.15 and set off to walk along an
easy footpath beside the river Wharfe. We were headed for that small
river beach on the left side of the river, but chose to walk along the
right hand side first before crossing over via a lovely stone bridge.
This is a beautifully built bridge, quite grand compared to the little rustic ones we usually come across in the Dales.
The footpath passes under a stone arch....
....then steps take you up to walk along the top of the bridge and down the other side.
Here
is the beach look, a lot smaller than usual due to the river water
being quite high. But it is a perfect place to stop, rest and have a
play.
A
mixture of sand, pebbles and grass, it's not that dissimilar from being
by the sea, although obviously the sounds are different. No waves
breaking, but there is the equally pleasing sound of bubbling, gurgling
water as the river flows and tumbles over rocks and pebbles. And the sound of
the wind in the trees is blissful. Bird song too, more peaceful and
tunesome than the squawk of seagulls.
The
Little People absolutely love riverside play. There are grassy hillocks
to climb and turn into castles and fortresses. There are flat stones to
skim across the water, and there are smooth, rounded pebbles to stack
into towers. Actually, this tower was my own work. Well, I did have my
Little Assistant helping me, but his help was mainly verbal. Chatter,
chatter, chatter.
Just like on a coastal beach, there is often treasure to be found on river beaches.
....and
fragments of pottery. None of these treasures were found by me. They
were found by J and the Little People and sweetly gifted into my
outstretched hand. They know me well.
We
spread a little picnic blanket on the grass and enjoyed some mid
morning refreshment. White bread rolls spread with butter and jam,
chunks of dark chocolate and a flask of fresh coffee.
J
and I sat a while and watched our Littles play. I think this has to be
one of my favourite pastimes, and it fills me with such happy pleasure to
watch my children play outdoors. I love their physical energy, their
inventive games interwoven with stories. I just love to see them content
and happy with the natural world (and each other) to play with.
It
was a windy day on Sunday, but on the beach we were relatively
sheltered. Gradually we noticed that the clouds were being blown across
the sky and the sun began to peek out. It was absolutely blissful to
feel the warmth of the sun on my face.
J
went off to the waters edge with Little Man who has developed a
remarkable talent for stone skimming. I continued my lazy appreciation
of all that I could see, hear, touch.
I lay down (another of my favourite pastimes) and watched the sky.
I
watched the scudding clouds race across the blue sky and I listened to
the wind in the bare branches. And I listened to the sound of my family
chatting, shouting, cheering, laughing.
After a while I got up and took a little wander. Admired some tiny yellow flowers....
....and the pure clarity of the river water. Sunshine, ripples and dancing shadows.
A great place to play for sure.
Just
before 11 now, and by mutual consent we all decided to say goodbye to
the river beach. The wind had suddenly whipped up a notch and despite
the sun it felt very cold.
On
the return walk, Little Lady found this amazing birds nest at the side
of the river bank. She was absolutely bowled over by it, the first birds
nest she had ever seen. We placed it back where we had found it,
although we did bring the feather home with us to add to my collection.
Such a lovely few hours, such simple pleasure and happy family time. We had the best of the weather too, as by the time we were driving home across the hills, we could already see the rain heading in over the valley. And not long after we arrived back home, it absolutely chucked it down.
I am writing this and thinking to myself that I really hope the memories of that morning have entered into the hearts and minds of my Little People and lodged hard and fast. I so so so wish for them to remember it all, to treasure the memories just as much as I do. Fingers crossed.
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Hi, LUCY!!! Me siento como si estuviese ahí con vosotros, qué domingo tan maravilloso!! Guarda este momento como un tesoro, amiga.
Besos y ¡¡¡a tejer!!!
Posted by: MARGARCIMON | April 28, 2013 at 11:03 AM
My baby is only 1 yr old and I look forward to having times like this with her and her father.
Posted by: Red | April 27, 2013 at 02:41 AM
Touching, even though the TV is blaring here, it was peacefully quiet while reading your post.
Thank you for the wonderful break in my loud day. :)
Posted by: Kelly | April 26, 2013 at 10:28 PM
I feel like I got to visit the Dales... sigh
Posted by: Wendy | April 25, 2013 at 04:13 PM
What a beautiful post..... I felt like I was right there with you, enjoying your morning of riparian entertainment!
Posted by: Jacki | April 24, 2013 at 02:02 PM
Hi Lucy,
I'm Mari from @BritMums, you've been nominated for a BiB award and I'm trying to find an email address to contact you on with some information.
Could you please email me on [email protected]
thanks so much
Mari
Posted by: Mari | April 23, 2013 at 12:31 PM
What beautiful landscapes!
Posted by: bluettine | April 23, 2013 at 11:18 AM
They will remember all that lovely time together..happy childhood and happy parents!God bless your family and your ways of bonding :)
Posted by: Anna | April 23, 2013 at 08:25 AM
Wow - very lovely blog!
Posted by: Linda in Waterloo | April 23, 2013 at 07:11 AM
Hi, just wanted to say congrats on your BiB nomination. I've been reading your blog for a couple of years and think it is well deserved. Are you going to the Brit Mums conference? would be lovely to meet the lady to makes such wonderful creations.
Posted by: Becca | April 22, 2013 at 10:07 PM
Those little yellow flowers are Colt's Foot, also known as Son Before the Father since the flowers come out before the leaves. Thank you for sharing your beautiful day.
Posted by: Ellen | April 22, 2013 at 06:57 PM
What a delightful family experience!! I'm glad the weather held out for you. Thanks for sharing your great pictures.
Posted by: Taylor | April 22, 2013 at 05:17 PM
Lucy, those memories will truly lodge themselves in the minds and hearts of your children. Our family spent many Sundays on little beaches beside the river Wharfe as I was growing up and I have such happy memories. Your writing and pictures have made me well up thinking about them! There's nothing quite like a Yorkshire river - the sound, the gentleness and power at the same time, the little worlds of adventure in every little corner. Ah, I miss it - for my children too I miss it. Your obvious love and enthusiasm for these places will be in your childrens' hearts too, I am sure. xx
Posted by: Naomi | April 22, 2013 at 02:56 PM
I loved your post! Our family has made very much the same decision finding that we could potter around the house and garden and while away the weekend time, without actually having spent time doing things together. I really enjoying reading your blog.
Posted by: Michelle | April 22, 2013 at 01:59 PM
Make a joyful shout to God, all the earth! Sing out the honor of His name; make His praise glorious. Say to God, How awesome are Your works! Through the greatness of Your power Your enemies shall submit themselves to You. All the earth shall worship You and sing praises to You; they shall sing praises to Your name. Selah Psalm 66:1-4 On this earth day let's remember the One who made it!
Posted by: Cathy | April 22, 2013 at 12:00 PM
I find having time out with my children at the weekend is what makes work bearable, I love the weekends.
Family time is so important, I notice it more and more as children would prefer to be on the game consoles and adults glued to their phones.
It's the best thing it brings you altogether and gives you a sense of purpose together. I love telling my children stories about when I was little out exploring with my family.
These seeming 'old' or 'outdated' ways of doing things are what is needed more and more in this society.
Glad you had a great morning out, we strode out on Saturday battling the wind and soaking up the sun, it was a glorious day. xx
Posted by: Clare J | April 22, 2013 at 11:56 AM
What a lovely family adventure! One of the joys of blogging - should your little people forget this wonderful day, they can always revisit with a scroll through your posts.
Posted by: Shannon | April 21, 2013 at 11:39 PM
Lovely photos Lucy - I remember visiting here when we lived in Yorkshire and my own boys were small. It's lovely to have that family time together, simple pleasures and fresh air. Love Judy.
Posted by: Judy | April 21, 2013 at 08:20 PM
What a great resolution - to make weekend memories for you and your family.
Posted by: ukcitycrafter | April 21, 2013 at 07:56 PM
kids + nature= contentment...love that you shared the journey with us! Love the bridge and treasure glass!
Posted by: PJ | April 21, 2013 at 05:07 PM
What lovely pictures from your family outing! Surprised to see the tiny unassuming yellow flowers; I thought they were native to Sweden and only growing here. "Tussilago" (Farfara)or "Colt's foot", the earliest sign of spring...
Posted by: emelie | April 21, 2013 at 12:13 PM
How lovely! After a really hard week in Boston, your pictures ring a smile to my face.
Posted by: Caroline Hegwer | April 21, 2013 at 12:26 AM
Thanks for such a lovely blog! I have found your crochet tutorials absolutely brilliant and your updates about your life and where you live are fab to read too. Thanks a mill :)
Posted by: Ger | April 20, 2013 at 03:35 PM
Your husband is a good egg.
Posted by: Pom Pom | April 20, 2013 at 03:27 PM
What a beautiful Sunday... I adore reading your posts, I grew up in Somerset, and now live in Melbourne, your blog makes me feel closer to home. Thank you.
Posted by: Nikki | April 20, 2013 at 12:44 PM