Thursday, March 19, 2015

Sunshine and sand

It's the first day of sandpit weather. Miraculously (since the sand was quite damp) Granddaughter didn't insist on going in the sandpit. Grandson took off his trousers and sat on a plastic bag. So no one got wet.

Granddaughter happily ploutered.

Grandson made train tracks in the sand (now, there's a surprise). But he's now able to make sand pies more or less on his own - such an advance from the previous sandpit day in late summer.

And the garden is blossoming.


Jolly good!


  1. Oh, sweet spring....It's arriving here, too, though nothing like what you have....If a little boy took off his trousers to play in the sand his legs would probably freeze and fall off......But maybe not too long now!

  2. Your flowers are lovely! Small children and sandpit are a match made in heaven, don't you think?

  3. And here we are, coming into autumn. I am looking forward to cooler weather. I love those daffodils.

  4. Hi, just wondering what 'ploutered' means - does it mean just playing around doing nothing in particular?

    1. Yes. Messed about. A Scottish word, I think.

    2. But in an actually messy way. Mud, sand, etc.

  5. Ahhh, you've clarified ploutered -- I was going to ask too. It looks like spring has definitely arrived there and it looks beautiful. We still have a few weeks to go, but it's getting warmer!