Creating opportunities for people to play, explore, and connect with their local wild spaces. Author of Wild Lent and Wild Advent. Hands never quite mud free.
Youngest kid has just finished a term at the PRU (for challenging behaviour). His reading has improved by over a year since Easter 😱
It's almost like putting a child in a situation where they are supported and can better regulate themselves, improves their ability to learn? ;)
I’ve had a few people asking how they can get to know trees. Start off with just one tree. Check and double check, then make a point of saying hi to each tree of that species when you ‘meet’ it. Then build up from there. Sniff it. Stroke it. Taste it if it’s edible!
@KevinStanley42
@edarcherthinks
I think you’re looking at one person with slightly chaotic handwriting who struggles to keep things looking consistent over different surfaces ;)
@edarcherthinks
@chewytheleftie
Of course, that’s fine by me. Thanks so much for noticing my graffiti and sharing the tree 🌳 love! It was obviously just what people needed.
Late evening chalking round the block. Somehow kneeling in front of these beauties as I scribble my scrawl feels only right and proper, and entirely what they deserve.
If you're the praying sort, I would appreciate them for today as I'm ordained deacon at Chelmsford Cathedral, along with a whole bunch of other lovely folk.
Four years ago, I took the refugee I was hosting into hospital where she had a crash c-section. Today they have leave to remain, and that baby is a fantastic four year old. Giving thanks that I was able to play a tiny role in giving her life, and the blessing she is to the world.
Hornbeam- the Romans used this for their chariots.
Sometimes when children at forest school come to me with wood they want to whittle, they’ve picked up hornbeam. It’s hard going with a knife and little hands- you can see why it got its name.
Just heard back that I got a 67 for the essay I wrote a sentence at a time interspersed with naps while I was sick with covid! (And a 73 for the one I wrote with brain fog.) Feeling proud of myself :) Only first year undergrad level, but all the same :)
My fabulous eldest, 8 years ago today, doing her maths homework: 'Why can't the farmer find out how much fence he needs himself? Why is he making little children do it?'
The world in one street. Chalking at dusk, a Tibetan cherry and a Swedish whitebeam, while the sound of the call to prayer echoes all around me. And breathe.
A sad one today. Sorry. Someone had stripped the bark right around this poor tree, and even though spring has sprung, this Turkish hazel is left forever in winter. Seemed right to mark that it had lived, and give it a bit of a hug.
Husband missed his graduation in Jan as was in hospital with pneumonia. He decided to do a birthday eve lap of honour round the block resplendent in gown, hood, bow tie, tabs, and with a Betsy the dog accessory. Everyone came out of their houses and applauded. I do like it here.
My daughter crocheted her pancreas 😵
She's asking for permission from the pattern designer to make these as a fundraiser. (She added the pancreatic duct and 'cross eyes' face herself 😵)
#T1diabetes
@JDRFUK
At one point every sunny day, half a shadow tree joins together with the top of a tree poking over the roof, to create one whole new tree, in my friends view from her window. Isn’t that fab?
In Finnish folklore lime trees (or linden trees, same thing) protect us. Thanks
@AndrewTMackay
for fact-checking me on this. Glad the chalk got it right!
Nobody was weeing behind this elder today! (That’s quite unusual! It seems to be the unofficial wee tree for Walthamstow high street.) So I finally got round to annotating it. Flowers are starting to come out already- I love elderflower champagne. Have a go! Pick above wee line!
@matthaig1
Why not have open air schools whether it’s summer or not? I’m a forest school practitioner and teach outdoors all year round. Hugely motivational for children, supports them to drive their own learning and inquiry, helps them become resilient and surely this is what’s needed now?
I have been a parent for 18 years. My youngest is 8.
For the first time EVER I am the first person awake in my house.
Parents of smalls- I promise this will be you one day.
I went down to visit ‘my’ wild patch today. First visit in a month, and I’m normally there for hours and hours each week. It was full of birdsong, and cow parsley, and smelled of green growing things. Missed it so much, I nearly cried.
Happy birthday to my twelve year old, who asked for an anemometer, a barometer, a hydrometer, and a thermometer, and is now taking measurements in the garden so he can chart climate change. Same kid took on Swithun as his confirmation name. He’s pretty cool. 😎 🌦
English oak is a symbol of strength. This one is adorned with home made face masks, offered free to anyone who needs one, because Walthamstow is great.
My best quote from holiday club today comes courtesy of my thirteen year old helper. He'd spotted a little boy sitting alone on a log, and asked if he'd like to join their game.
'No thanks', the boy replied, 'I'm counting up to an hour. I've never had the time to before!'
Hawthorn- known in Ireland as ‘The Fairy Tree’. Irish ☘️ people, can you confirm this is true? (Another place I’ve never visited- Ireland, not fairy land, though maybe the two aren’t so dissimilar?)
The Ukrainian is moving out at the weekend.
I am going to cry so much.
My kids are going to cry.
The cat is DEFINITELY going to cry.
😭😭😭😭😭😭
Don't ever host refugees, it's too sad when they go 😭
(If you too want to have awesome people in your life contact
@RefugeesAtHome
)
Walthamstow is full of such generous folk. Here's our rail of donated prom wear. If you have a teen who needs clothing for prom, come and check out our Prom Pop-up at
@StPeterE17
tomorrow 12-4.
#walthamstow
This summer I start as a pioneer curate- like a baby Forest Vicar. Prayers please, if you pray, but all good wishes of all types also gratefully received.
I'm excited to be stepping out on this forest path and seeing where my feet take me!
My house with elastic walls is back in business 🥰 Stanislav arrived on the train this evening, to stay with us for six months or so. The children talked at him all the way home. He's cuddled the dog and eaten pizza. Wishing him many peaceful nights and purposeful days. 🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦
I didn’t label any trees today. It was my daughter’s 13th birthday (not this one, that’s actually my son despite the long hair), so we went to the bluebell woods and oh my they were wonderful.
We visit these bluebell woods for a dinner picnic every year. Each year I convince myself I must have imagined quite how spectacular they are- but I didn't.
So, I had fun today doing some stealth chalking near to the house of a young friend of mine. She’s one of my favourite forest school regulars. Last year she had a brilliant Harry Potter party in the woods. This year the woods came to her. Happy birthday April!
This is a huge tragedy for the world. Not only are these extraordinary resilient kids rendered invisible, but the amazing work done by the staff in these places isn't feted like it should be.
Went to visit Grimston’s Oak in Epping Forest. Very roughly we estimated its age by measuring round it with our arms. We think it was a sapling in the time of Queen Elizabeth the First :O
@mouthwaite
@edarcherthinks
If anyone is reading some of these comments and thinking, well, yes, actually, I *would* offer them a room to stay in, in my house, take a look at
@RefugeesAtHome
We have hosted around ten guests through this organisation and it’s fantastic. Charity begins at home. In my home.
@MichaelRosenYes
As your nose keeps growing throughout your life, it grows further away from the heat of your body, and the nose hairs keep it warm.
;)
Surprisingly emotional to see Little Amal
@walkwithamal
at St Paul's cathedral, and to have the chance with a large crowd to voice what we wish was true, that refugees are welcome here.
It's the season for elderflower fritters, here in London at least. Tempura batter (flour and sparkling water), dip the heads in, fry, nibble the battered flowers off the stalk. Sweet, fragrant, delicious. Thank you elder trees!
Loving the gnarled trunks of the hawthorns. I can’t believe I’d never noticed how craggy and magical these trees looked before, just minding their own business by the side of the road.
My kid blagged himself a piano solo at his school concert. All very lovely, apart from the fact he doesn't actually play the piano. Yes, he sat down and did random 9yo non-piano-player impro. In a concert. He's all kinds of awesome. I wish I had half his confidence!
Just turned our porch into the garden of gethsemane ready for tenebrae, a service of increasing darkness ending in near despair. Sounds depressing? I’m finding the ache of Holy Week is a good place to be in right now.
#HolyWeekAtHome
Still find it incredible that when I go to the
@FSAForestSchool
conference, I am one of the Cool Kids. And I wish I could go back 30 years to tell that awkward lonely weird kid that it was never actually me that was the problem, and that I have in fact been Cool all along.
My very intelligent teddy bear Woldy has just been dropped off at university for the second time round. He came with me to Leicester in 1996 to study History and Archaeology, but is now tucked up in my daughter's bed in Cambridge to help her with her Asian Studies degree.
All schools could benefit from taking on board whatever magic is in that place. All politicians should visit to see what supportive child focused education could look like. What a world we could make together.
ITV today. They’re coming to film anyway; not sure when it will air.
Disadvantage of telly: you have to wear clothes that are not pyjamas with holes in.
Advantage of telly: yay! Film crew! My family are suckers for a film crew, with all their exciting techie gubbins.
Name me a meal that DOESN’T begin with you frying an onion and some other veg in a little oil in a pan.
I think basically everything I cook starts off this way.