It's been a bit dreary and dull here this week.
We're drowning in laundry at home and so many layers of clothes when we venture out that we can barely move.
So it was lovely to go out with the school on Tuesday to celebrate May Day.
We watched traditional Morris dancing and joined in a southern hemisphere version of celebrating the seasonal change.
My daughter's class showed off their Maypole dancing skills
They did it with such joy and enthusiasm.
I always marvel at how small, simple events like this can bring such happiness.
That wonder of childhood... long may it last.
I'm grateful to see it shine.
Joining in with grateful thoughts from near and far with Maxabella