I've been revising Like Mad today, in between washing the towels, taking L who is home with a sore eye to the nurse, getting essentials from Waitrose (french bread, strawberry jam, muffins, hot chocolate) and baking some chocolate chip buns to take L's mind off the sore eye (a small stye, as it turns out).
He's been having huge problems sleeping of late, poor lad. He's always been a bit of a night owl (as was I at that age) but over the last few months his sleep rhythm has shifted considerably and at the moment he can't go to sleep till 2am and then can't wake till 11am. Teenagers need between 8-9 hours sleep a night.
Apparently, this shift in sleep patterns is not at all uncommon in teenagers- their circadian rhythm alters to a later production of melatonin (the sleep hormone) which means they can't sleep until the level of melatonin in their bodies is high enough.
In adults, melatonin levels usually begin to rise about 9pm, and within two hours there's enough of it in the body to make us feel sleepy. Melatonin production only happens at night when it's dark, and it drops sharply after twelves hours when, for most of us, the natural light of day has returned. But in teenagers it doesn't kick in until much later, and as a result, teenagers are frequently on a different sleep/ wake pattern to adults. Add to this that most teens stare at artificial light sources (TV, computer, mobiles) until late into the night, and you can see how it complicates things for them.
Yesterday, I did a load of research and printed out a sheet for L with useful suggestions to help train your body back into natural restful sleep (thankfully reinforced by the nurse this morning), and he did take heed of it last night by turning the TV and computer off early and going up to bed to read and listen to music. It's going to take time to reset his patterns but I'm really hoping things will start to settle down for him soon. School is increasingly demanding and they are exposed to so much pressure these days in so many ways. We live quiet, simple, peaceful lives here, but even so you can't always block everything that's of a noisy and distracting nature out.
Anyway, back to the revision.... Having written up the history of conservation in GB over the last hundred years and started to look at human influences on EU biomes, I have decided a break is in order, to refresh my brain and prevent it from exploding, so you're getting a post on Bluebells today :o)
On Sunday, I dragged M and the dogs to Great Copse to look at the Bluebells. Great Copse is part of an ancient wood (circa at least 1600 but probably much, much older) and as such it boasts one of the thickest, bluest carpets of bluebells you are likely to see. They are Very Fine, and I always visit them at this time of year.
Last year, Casey over in the States was inspired to write one of those Japanese short poem thingies (the name escapes me right now, which is all the evidence I need that any further revising today is pointless), when he saw one of the photos of the wood. I wonder who they will inspire this year?
While there, we also saw this Very Small who landed on my arm (not liking the way my skin looks like an elephant's hide close up AT ALL)....
Once we got home with the sun still shining I popped round the garden with camera in hand to record how everything was doing. The high winds and rain of the past two days has knocked it all about a bit since then....
Top pic: our beautiful Camellia (have been promising her I'd get a good piccy and put it on the blog for ages, because last year she was over-crowded and couldn't muster any enthusiasm for flowering at all but now, since we took all the scrub down that was growing too close to her, she's blossomed like mad, bless her cottons).
2nd pic: Dock Bug on Sorrel, 3rd pic: Red Damsel resting on the lily leaf and 4th pic: white violas for my moths.
I'll leave you with a pic of the world as seen by Teddy...
Wishing you all a Peaceful Evening, full of Good Sleeps,