Work of a snowy garden.
January 8, 2015

The gleaming garden glittered as snow laid itself on the countryside like white blankets.
Dylan.

First photo competition!
May 20, 2013

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HORTICULTURAL PHOTOGRAPHY COMPETITION ENTRY – Under 11s
(Supporting Stony AHA! – 1st-31st May)

When and where was your photograph taken?
(In the parish of Stony Stratford / Galley Hill / Fullers Slade within the last 12 months)
“The school garden the week before last week.”

Flower power!
May 6, 2013

flowerpowerSon: We had our pictures taken today and we had a competition! But I didn’t win.

Mum: Oh? What was the competition?

Son: Whoever finds the best flower gets to show it in assembly. I didn’t get the best flower though.

Mum: What flower did you get?

Son: A bluebell.

Mum: I like a bluebell. What were the winning flowers?

Son: A dandelion, which was still yellow, a daisy and a holly leaf which had a berry on it because it was from a cold place. Mine was number 4, so I don’t get to show it. The teacher took my picture with me pretending to ring it like a bell, but it’s only the winners get their pictures printed – only 1, 2 and 3, so my picture didn’t get printed.

Mum: Well I would have chosen a bluebell! I think bluebells are lovely.

Son: Yes, and they REALLY DO ring like a bell – I looked inside and it had a hard ball, like a raisin inside.

Mum: A stamen?

Son: Yes – a stamen – and when I shook it, I listened REALLY hard and I heard a little tinkle!

Eggsercise!
April 18, 2013

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Easter egg hunt – March 2013

It’s our garden and you’ve got to try and find the Easter eggs. But watch out, because some are FALSE Easter eggs!

That’s a flower on the table, that big tall purple one is a big apple tree and there’s grass all around to hunt for eggs in. They’re the steps to the gym [left], that’s the weight lifter in the gym [far left, on top of the door], but instead of weights at each end, it’s got EASTER EGGS!

Fairy Liaison Officer
February 18, 2013

fairyliaisonD: Mum. Did you know – you can’t be a fairy.

Me: Why can’t I?

D: Because you’re too big – you have to be smaller than me to be a fairy.

Me: Oh – that’s a shame. I wanted to be a fairy.

D: Well, you might be able to be one – you need to talk to Auntie Vicky. She knows them. She told me the stories from when she was a little kid:
One day, Auntie Vicky didn’t know where the gravestone was – with her friend – every single day, so she wrote a letter to the fairies and the dog took the letter to the fairies and the fairies got the lawn mower out and mowed the grass and so Auntie Vicky and her friend followed the path and went straight to the grave – it was a really small grave. And you know how grass takes an extraORDINARILY long time to grow?

Me: Yes.

D: Well, the next day, it had all grown back – straight away!
Also, when she was little, she really wanted her toys to come to life, so she drawed hearts, coloured them in, and cut them out and put them in her toys. And in the middle of the night, when she was still a kid, she woke up, creeped down the stairs without her mother noticing, and all the toys had come to life, they could speak, they could move about – and she realized, it must have been the fairies that did this!
So, that’s why you have to ask Auntie Vicky about being a fairy.
So mum, one day, can I put paper hearts in all my toys?

Unfinished garden
February 13, 2013

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Garden – Feb 2013

D: It’s a garden, but I didn’t get to finish it – I was going to do more flowers.

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