Everyday my baby boy sits by the sliding glass doors in the kitchen looking out into our garden and is transfixed there for quite some time. I wonder what he thinks when sitting there looking out into our cold, stony garden. I know he has a penchant for birds and likes to watch them fly around outside his grandmothers window as they feed from her bird box but I do wonder how many birds he could possibly spot in our garden considering that any I see are always buried at the back underneath the bushes. I think he must long to get out into the garden, if only it was summer, if only he could walk and if only it wasn't so bloody wet out there all the time. I couldn't possibly let him crawl around out there, it's full of little stones which you can be sure would end up in his mouth. He loves being outside and I think it's so sweet that he sits here looking out, gathering his daily thoughts and waiting for the day when he can run about outside, discovering every inch of our garden and spying on the birds.
I've literally just realised that this picture completes week two of my #Project365, how amazing, two weeks of the year gone already and fourteen lovely pictures to look back on. I'm looking forward to seeing what pictures the next week of my project brings.