Mud. Water. Sticks.


Do you remember what it feels like to spend the whole day outside in cold winds playing with sticks and stones, fallen trees, squishy mud, ice cooled water and earthy smelling, slightly decomposed leaves? One look at these two in action and I remember exactly what I felt like at age 7. Right down to the thrilling and chilling sensations of water trickling over the edge of boots, soaked sleeves, watery eyes, freezing ears and prickling cheeks. And the ever so satisfying yawning at the end of it all. Happy days. Happy half-term.



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