The Green Ship

All it took was one reading. I think we first discovered the book in the doctor's office waiting room, and I knew we had to find a copy to come home with us.

The Green Ship by Quentin Blake is a lovely little story book about two children who happen upon a garden trimmed out to look like a ship. It goes on to tell of their adventures on the Green Ship with the old lady who owns the garden.

Zach immediately decided a certain part of our marina gardens was the perfect Green Ship, and has since spent many, many, many happy hours there. There's a little tree to climb, a small trickle of water running through some rocks, and grasses galore to get lost in. Even his friends call it The Green Ship.

The other day he invited me aboard. I jumped at the chance to see in this special little world, since normally it's a kids only domain.

I was told about the crow's nest, and the engine room, and the captains cabin with a "view of the blue sky", and the poop deck, and the galley.

To my adult eyes it was a spider web entangled mess of shrubs and grass and overgrown flower beds. But in my heart I knew how special this little tour was.

After my tour I went back to my usual spot, outside the ship on a quilt, peering in from not too far.  My heart sings when I hear the little voices and little feet scurrying about in there, in their own world, on their own adventures, speaking their own language of childhood, in their Green Ship.