Splashes of bright yellow daffodils.
Breathing in the spring time air.
Hearing the distant hum of a lawnmower pulling us forward into summer days.
Little L misses the bees, she wonders where they've been all winter, why she hasn't seen them?
Miss K listens out for the birds singing as she steps outside each day.
They can see the changes in nature, the lighter evenings, the buds unfurling on branches, daisies springing up in the grass. When they were younger I would carefully point out the changes in the seasons, now there is no need, they can see it, feel it. Now they show me.