I do like the word meadow, but it's the moniker of paddock that is the more typical Aussie vernacular. Today I took the peeps and the pup for an adventure in our neighbours' paddocks. It's so beautiful here, we're so very lucky to have this environment so close by.
We bring nothing with us except a camera. I love to sit and listen to the stories they make up. New names are adopted, a dried dam bed becomes a volcano, sticks become swords, a whole new world is created. They head off, making their way further and further away. Exploring rocks, sliding under fences, climbing fallen trees, heading over the hills and far away.
Part of me wants to hover closer by, to say don't go there, don't climb that tree, stay close. But I let them go and sit and watch. It's good for them to push boundaries, both mine and theirs. It's why we moved here, so they can get outside and explore. Over in the meadow.