Mama Beech

Seasonal Adjustment Disorder is something that I've never had to struggle with. I love all the seasons. Each has it's own personality, joys and faults! Sheffield Pk Gardens My favourite season is probably Autumn. As Summer fades, the sun lingers low in the sky and the light becomes golden and shadows streeeeeeetch! Trees turn orange and yellow and red, and a carpet of rust and gold and coffee-coloured leaves builds on the ground. The first frost sparkles. Warm breath steams the air. We're not quite there yet, Summer is lingering this year. The mild weather since the Equinox has allowed exploring the gradual changes of the season to play out in sunshine. It also means leaving the house with boots and jumpers, with coats and thick socks to hand, and heading home in an overly hot car, with the a/c blasting, most of your clothes stuffed into a bag, and feeling somewhat boiled from the climbing temperature. I don't mind piling on layers of clothes in Winter, I love the crisp...

When I worked in London immediately after Easter came Summer Term.Term 3. In two halves. Now I work within Kent and this is the dawn of terms five and six. It's the same time period, it's the same season, and it's the same chaos across all education. If you work in a school your year is divided into six no matter what. You are technically at work nine months of the year, but you squeeze in twelve months of work during that time! Summer Term(s) feel the easiest. You've had your class for two-thirds of the school year and you've all got to know each other and the routine. no longer does the commute to school and the drag home happen in darkness. Everyone and everything seems more cheerful. Somehow, in our perspective, this overshadows the end of year reports, school journeys, SATs, pending staff changes, school fetes, sports days, parent evenings, leaver's concerts, parties, and the emotions of year six children getting ready to move on... Forest School remains co...