Showing posts with label outdoors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label outdoors. Show all posts

10 May 2016

Soak it up.

First days of summer.
Have coffee on the terrace.
Fill the pool.
Just soak it up. The sun. The warmth. The summer.


24 Apr 2016

Bubbles

We have upgraded our entertainment equipment from last year.
Kid got this bubble gun from his grandparents and there was no chance to avoid testing it immediately.
It's ten degrees outside, and in my opinion it's too cold for summery outdoor fun. Apparently, I am very, very wrong.

15 Nov 2015

Lovely weekends are made of...

... long, proper breakfasts.
... adventures and treasure hunts in the forest.
... being creative and getting started with Christmas decorations. Cones are the result of the mentioned treasure hunt.
... eating well.
Have a lovely week!

29 Aug 2015

Let it rain

I have recently learned two things. First, I don't function very well in over 22 C degrees. So I love that it's getting cooler and I love the rain showers.
Second, a two-year-old is tall enough to reach the door handle and open the back door. Naturally this happens right after a massive rain shower.
Actually, I have learned a third thing too. If you really want to learn to enjoy rain, ask the said (or any, I guess) two-year-old. He knows how it's done.


9 Aug 2015

A day of summer

Or actually, it's the third day of summer this year.
It's been a cold and wet summer. So on a warm and sunny day like this, you have to make the most of it. Two-year-olds are good at that.
I bet it's the lack of sun why my sunflowers are not blooming yet. All they've done is grow ridiculously tall.
My vision of this was to have a beautiful yellow flower bloom against the white fence. Oh well.

1 Aug 2015

My hoods

We don't quite live in the middle of nowhere, but it's right around the corner.
I love living in these surroundings, where it's quiet and not all is covered in concrete.
Kid loves to explore. He probably thinks he's gone where no man has gone before.
I love that here, it's safe to let him wander by himself (well not TOTALLY by himself, he's two). No puddle is left untouched.
My little man.