Time passes quickly....so what's new? But really it does. Not five minutes ago I was sewing felt bunnies with names on and hiding eggs in the garden and now? Well, daughter no 1 said 'no chocolate, please' and son was working daughter no 2 said 'egg hunts are a bit lame' but still ate chocolate for breakfast! So, for me a sadness, at the passing of time and the loss of childhood and a wish that my nieces lived closer when, on phoning my brother, I heard squeals of delight from their garden. However, all was not lost as I cajoled my girls into a walk in the local bluebell wood and my heart swelled with love at the sight of them frolicking in the perfumed loveliness and dappled light of the ancient little spot of Dorset. They too squealed with delight at the discovery of a den than some others had constructed......childhood is never lost, it just changes shape a little.......
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