About us

We are a hard working, family of eight. Swimming in the sea when we aren't busy on our small holding. Daddy dragon has to work away a lot, so this blog is to let him keep up with our adventures at home.

Monday, 27 March 2017

A fine start


The skyscape in Orkney changes mood and emotion 

with every breath.

The day begins with pinks, purples, and oranges,

before clearing out to a wide, bright blue.

And then when it all feels a bit too ambicious,

it hides under a foggy duvet.

I feel foggy duvet, 

but the sky says, it is ambicious.

Big old bully.

Off we go, being thankful, for a fine start to the day.

Sunday, 26 March 2017

Her belief in the goodness of all creatures


This goregous highland coo was the latest creature, our hatchling no2 tried to lure home. 

Picture the scene, a little picnic by the sea...

I look around, I am a hatchling and a punnet of grapes short.

Off accross the sand bank, hatchling no2 has climbed, and is now in full on persuade mode.

Isn't he pretty? Let's keep him!

Uhuh, so pretty. 

Sooo big.

Too big, 

for us to manage.

Pretty, pretty please!

This hatchling, never asks for sweets in the shop.

She never asks for toys, or clothes, or shoes.

But the beasts, big and small.

She wants them all.

I love that about her.

Her genuine belief in all creatures and the spiritual wellbeing she gets from connecting with them.

Sunny Sunday


For Epilepsy Awareness day


There is nothing that I would ask anyone to do,

But there is something that I would ask everyone to stop doing.

Stop assuming,

That tantrumming child in the supermarket, 

Might be having a seizure, 

That parent who is in front of you in the aisle, with the baby grizzling in the trolley,

Might need to get her milk bought, and out to the car - just as quickly as you,

Do not assume and shove past her.

That child who still can not walk,

Do not assume it is lazy parenting,

Why is she still being carried about?

See how confident you might feel with some myclonic tremours knocking your balance astray.

Do not assume,

Just let people be.

And maybe give a little patience,

Because they might be fighting a battle you can neither see, nor understand.

And the least you can do is not add to their burden.



Saturday, 25 March 2017

A picture window


This is photo was taken just along our road.

A wee snapshot, of our bay.

It tells a story,

not the whole story,

and yet it makes a fine summary,

of the view,

does it not?

Blogs are a lot like that. This wee peek at a small framed view of the world.

And it makes me consider if I shouldn't more whole heartedly blog on a more open scale.

More than just photos.

How much should a blog share about a family?

I suppose that queries how much a family might like to connect with other families?

I am starting to feel like it would be very nice to find more of our community, out there, somewhere.

Maybe.


Friday, 24 March 2017

Baking with hatchlings


One of my favourite ways to spend an afternoon is pottering in the kitchen with the hatchlings.

Buns to accompany soup are so easy, and they never seem to get tired of making them.

Now, the house smells of fresh bread baking, lentil soup simmering, and the home educated hatchlings just about finished their work for the day. 

The sky is a gentle, lazy grey, and I am rather tempted to make it a movies and popcorn afternoon.

Thursday, 23 March 2017

Happy birthday beautiful hatchling


Happy third birthday, hatchling no6!
You are the sweetest little girl.
Who loves puzzles, and music.


Your little face has brought us so much joy,
and you have amazing melted cheese hugs.
Your love of welly boots, and rainbow colours,
You are so wonderful.
Thank you for being our hatchling.
We are so blessed.

Sunday, 19 March 2017

Working hard on becoming a biped


Our smallest hatchling is 14 months old, and she hasn't been terribly interested in walking.

Her older sisters; however, feel that her being carted about days should be numbered, and are putting some serious effort into getting her up and walking.

Hatchling no7 isn't completely convinced of the merits of walking when a cozy sling is so much more cozy, but as she becomes better at it, this walking lark is actually a lot of fun.

It won't be long now, and I suspect my wompat will be retired to the cupboard.

Bitter sweet.

Happy birthday hatchling no4


I don't know who gave this boy permission, 

but he went ahead and turned 7.

Our boynado of happy, energetic, sweetness.



And for the hatchling who doesn't like itchy cake,


we had a melon man eating shark instead.

Before heading out to see the Lego Batman movie, which was pretty awesome.

Thank you for seven amazing years, hatchling no4.

We are so blessed.

Friday, 3 March 2017