Wednesday, June 06, 2012

Wild strawberries, broad beans and chickens.

1. I give Alec a couple of wild strawberries, and the next thing I know, he's squatting down among the plants picking his own berries and stuffing them into his mouth. He offers the odd one to me, but always eats it himself before I have a chance to take it.

2. Breaking open a broad bean pod -- just picked -- to show Alec the beans that no-one else has seen pressed into the white foam lining. He tastes one, but doesn't think much of it. My mother peels and squeezes a a pair of emerald green bean halves out of the bitter jacket and suddenly he can't get enough.

3. My mother shows Alec the chickens on her new table mats. "Cock-a-doodle-doo!" she says by way of explanation -- because he can often manage an animal's sound when he can't get the word out.
He responds with a snatch of a tune I sing for him: "Cock-a-doodle-doo, my dame has lost her shoe. My master's lost his fiddling stick, sing cock-a-doodle-doo."
"We've got  song for every occasion," I say.
"Like Granny has."
I remember Granny singing that song for me -- as well as several others that Alec and I enjoy together.

5 comments:

  1. Hello, funnily enough, I blogged about strawberries yesterday and broad beans today but none of ours are ready for harvesting yet, in fact several weeks away. Glad Alec is enjoying both.
    Love from Cornwall

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  2. Hello, funnily enough, I blogged about strawberries yesterday and broad beans today but none of ours are ready for harvesting yet, in fact several weeks away. Glad Alec is enjoying both.
    Love from Cornwall

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  3. I love your blog and hungrily wait for each new post.
    For me it evokes very clearly my memories of rearing a small boychild who loves breast feeding!
    He did give it up eventually , he is 22 now, but it was really only the prospect of school that encouraged him to relinquish it.
    The small details of the day are beautifully captured and I try to remember that each day I have more than three beautiful things to be grateful for. X

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  4. #3 A lovely aural/oral tradition...I sing many of the lullabyes my mother sang to me that she learned off of her mother.

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  5. Wonderful new discoveries -- and the continuing of traditions! Thanks for sharing the joyful days!

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