skilled, vigilant, flexible, unemphasised, enthralled

yorktone has added a photo to the pool:

this is from a series of pictures taken in Spring this year, my daughters were playing in the yard of the Castle Museum in York...

The title is from the final stanza of Philip Larkin's poem Born Yesterday which is one of the most beautiful pieces of writing I've ever come across and, I think, sums up my hopes for them in a way I never could...

Tightly-folded bud,
I have wished you something
None of the others would:
Not the usual stuff
About being beautiful,
Or running off a spring
Of innocence and love -
They will all wish you that,
And should it prove possible,
Well, you're a lucky girl.

But if it shouldn't, then
May you be ordinary;
Have, like other women,
An average of talents:
Not ugly, not good-looking,
Nothing uncustomary
To pull you off your balance,
That, unworkable itself,
Stops all the rest from working.
In fact, may you be dull -
If that is what a skilled,
Vigilant, flexible,
Unemphasised, enthralled
Catching of happiness is called.