Marbled White Butterfly / Demi-deuil

I was eating and I looked behind me and there was a white dotted butterfly, and I ate my dinner and when I was finished I was looking at it. So Mummy took a picture for my blog. When I was finished looking at it, I had some chocolate. I had a nice day at my house, but I'm also going to go to my dance class, and I would like to go to the park this afternoon.

This is a poem:

Butterflies everywhere and touch,
When they're dead you can't unbotch,
But when they're so high up you can't touch them,
Just because you're not up.

But how would you touch them?
You can't because they're wings are so delicate but that's a storm,
And now I think all my singing is finished now,
Goodbye-ing-ing.

Nigella damascena

I found a Nigella damascena in my garden, and they are quite rare in my garden, so I didn't pick it. I took a photo of it instead and put it on my blog because I thought it was a better thing. And then it wouldn't be destroyed. I never saw a Nigella but now I've seen one and I think it is beautiful. I didn't pick it because if I did there would be none in my garden and they are already very pretty. I like the purple colour, it will be always there if I didn't destroy it or pick it. I was having a good afternoon, but I was doing not really anything. We were going to go down to the mailbox but I changed my mind for some reason.

Water

This is a picture that I took, and if you get a bit close, it looks pretty, so I will keep it. It's a picture of water that has lots of things reflecting in it, and it looks like our Earth. I spent my afternoon in the park, and I just had my snack, and was taking some pictures. I was cooling my feet down in the nice water, but I couldn't bathe in it because there were too many signs saying No, and if I did the police would come and get me. I was pretending I was the willow fairy, and I was also pretending that I ate lots of coral and grass, but I usually pretended the grass was coral because it looked like coral. It looked like coral because in the sea I found some coral that is green and red, but I usually pretend with grass because it's not so smelly.

A poem about water

When the water comes to green,
It usually means that it's smelly.
And if you see anything green:
There's parks and dishes and paint that's green,
Leaves could be green also, and crowns and scoopers,
Diving in the pool.
Some are also fishing,
With a licence like a ring

Fossil

Mummy and me went to look for fossils. Daddy didn't come because he really didn't want to and he had work to do. So Mummy and I went together. We took some hammers and a strong basket and we found this and we played with it until now. And we found lots of pretty things.

A poem about fossil hunting

I went fossil hunting,
And I found fossils.
It was very hard,
The dust got in my nostrils!

But I found it anyway,
With a bit of nice speed.
I had a gouter there,
And went back to the house.

Trip to Parc Walibi

Well I was going to go to the fair and when we got there we saw a wallaby and the wallaby looked like a kangaroo. There was a man dressed in the costume of a wallaby and I got to shake his hand. And then we went to see all the fun rides in the fair.

We first got to the ferris wheel. We went on the ferris wheel and we went up about 7 times. Then we went to a walibiland train and I saw lots of wallabies, of course they did not say anything. There were wallabies with ice cream stands, some wallabies making a picnic, some little wallabies at a school. Then I think I went on it another time by myself, because the first time I went with Mummy.

Then we went on some boats that bumped and splashed us, and then we went on a nice soft ride where we didn't get bumped or even splashed. And then we went on the splash and bump one again and then again and again.

And then we went on a roller coaster called La Coccinelle and then we went on a Mexican Hat roundabout. They were my favourite rides. And then we went on a wallaby thing where we sit in a wallaby, and then they turn and turn and turn.

And then we saw a seal show and the farm and we also saw the circus, with a queen and acrobats, and lots of amazing things in the circus.

Ant fighting grasshopper

Poem

Poor little grasshopper
You have an ant
That's trying to kill you
To eat you up

I tried to save you
But I could not
The ant was holding onto you
So tightly
I tried it lots of times
But it was not possible.

Buttercups

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I found this buttercup growing somewhere, but there was something amazing about it. We could just see the stigma and the stamens and I was really excited. We can see the pollen. When the bees come they have to go to find the nectar, and the flower brushed their tummy. They took the pollen on their tummy to another flower. They put in on the stigma.


Then I found another one. In it we could see the stamens and stigma also, but the stigma was even bigger than before.


And then I found one with the stigma even bigger. The stigma was changing and the stamens too. This time the stamens were very flat against the petals. They didn't have any pollen.


And then I saw another one, but this time all the petals and stamens were really dropping off. The plant dropped its petals because it was finished with the nectaring and the honey. All we saw was a big fat stigma that changed itself into a case. Inside there are seeds my Mummy said. And I said Oh!.

Poem about buttercups

Hey diddle buttercup
What do you do
When your petals go off with you
I'll catch the petals and put them back on
With a little bit of tape
And some help from my Mum

And I'll put you in a bit of water
With some little bits of swater
And I'll dump a little bit of water on you
And you'll grow to the sky

the end

Another poem about buttercups

I love you, oh buttercup,
I love you so much,
Because you look like a ball.
And I like you some more,
Because you make butter,
Cos you're called buttercup,
And that's why.

And I like buttercups,
And I'm a buttercup fairy,
So I pollinate you,
With a brush,
I'm a fairy.