Those marks on the side of the little shed ... fine art.
All the children disappeared round one end of the shed together and kept telling me I couldn't look. It was wet and muddy and I wasn't quite sure what was happening with all the chatter and laughter they were up to.
In the end, Frieda came round and said, 'Come and see our paintings, they're beautiful.'
So I did .. and found each child with a stick gently dipping into the water on top of the mud to just wet it and then painting to create their canvas masterpiece before them.
This was really inspired and beautiful ... and much to the childrens surprise ... the following week, the paintings had all gone and they spent some time wondering why.
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