this is the view

This is the view from the house the children made on the Downs one rare sunny afternoon last week. They named their own landmarks amidst the trees and the birds: 'the mushroom and sparkling flight' - the place where light dances through the trees and birds bathe in its glory until we come and they take flight. This is the place where memories are stirred as children sit in trees, remembering conversations of meer cats and lemon sherberts, legs swinging freely from their high perch on the boughs of the tree. This is where memories are made. Of sticky mouths from picnic teas. Of falling from trees. Of curtains made from ivy. Of wonderful things like these.