I have been spending a disproportionate amount of time dreaming of my plans for the allotment this year. We have been down a few times in the last month.
the lovely shed to go into.
Playing some imaginative games
The newly moved 'den' has been renamed 'the club house' apparently. Either I have very middle class children (OK, its a fair comment) or its on the spy kids film they watched the week before.
And lots of dreaming in front of the fire with seed packets and wonderful books