The eggs are quite pretty I think. I also like the delicate grey colour of the slug's eyes.
The highlight of Forest School this week was showing the children a dead blackbird. Our TA took some equipment out and found it (I had not seen it when doing my safety sweep first thing-don't know how I missed it really!) I asked if it was too gory to show the children and she thought so. When I went round to get it I decided to show them the head only as that was not too bad. So I wrapped the body in a paper towel. Once they sat down in base camp, I explained what I had found, and that it was probably killed by a cat. I gave them the choice to look or not. All but two children wanted to see the bird so I went around the circle.
"Is he a baby bird?"
"Where is his Mummy, Daddy and brother and sister?"
"Has he got legs?"
"He looks like he's sleeping."
"He's got no eyes."
"Where is his body?"
"He was killed by cats and monsters and wolves."
These were just some of the things the children said. It was a strangely moving experience actually, because they were all really interested and somehow respectful. I felt like the little bird gave a lot to the children, sad though his death was. On a factual note we noticed that he had a pointed tongue that followed the shape of his beak. I have never been close enough to a bird to look in its mouth before.