After a lovely chatty lunch in the cafe with a dear friend, a walk around the gardens at Trelissick in between the very heavy showers was just the thing.
I have finished Helen Dunmore’s last novel, Birdcage Walk, today and it was as gripping as suggested, a thriller that can’t be put down, especially the last third. I love her poetry too.What a loss to the literary world.
The buds of the creamy white Aquilegia in the bunch that I was given last week have now opened and are very lovely.
From my seat across the kitchen, I noticed the lovely reflection of the satsumas in the work top.
It pleases me that sometimes there is a serendipitous linking between my photos – today the warmth of the golden colours.
I could only stay for half tonight’s Inglehearts’ session as we were booked to see Vivaldi by Candlelight at The Hall for Cornwall. In the corridor at the school was another paper sculpture lantern – The Troon.
We thoroughly enjoyed the concert by The Locrian Ensemble.
The moss is very brightly green along Lovers’ Lane, our quick circuit walk.
There are still some beautiful Hydrangea flowers in a neighbour’s garden.
I’ve been knitting some little boots for the newest member of our family, a Great Niece born just before Christmas. We’ll post them off tomorrow.
The rain has been relentless today so, in honour of my Dad whose birthday it is today, we have made more Marmalade using the Seville Oranges I froze a week ago. Dad was the marmalade maker in our house as I was growing up so he is always with me in the kitchen at this time of year as we take advantage of the new crop of Sevilles as they come into the shops for their all-too-brief season. He is with me in the smells and the preparation, the chopping up and the boiling and in the delighted satisfaction with all the golden jars that will last us a year (with the rest made last week!) The two tiny jars are ‘Breakfast-in-bed’ jars! There are more on the shelves from the last batch……
I mentioned the incessant rain …. Welly Dog smiles in all weathers and I love him to bits though Muker, our copper Rook whom we bought in the village of that name in North Yorkshire many years ago, looks somewhat forlorn, though he too is much loved.
At breakfast time this morning the low sun was bouncing from the dining room window into the kitchen and creating pretty shadows from the brass hanging handles of one of our cupboards.
Preparing onions for a Frittata this lunchtime, I liked how the skin was highlighted.
The lovely Mr S brought me some beautiful flowers yesterday, just because….
What a joy! I have had a proper camera in my hands today thanks to a dear friend who has lent me her Nikon Coolpix until my faulty Canon is mended or I have bought a new Nikon, my preferred make, having been let down by three, yes, three (!) Canons which have all had a ‘lens error’, two outside warranty. Thank you so much. M.
So, here goes, photos from today when the lovely Mr S took me out to straighten out my wires and for us to spend our Garden token Christmas present. We found several air cleaning house plants as on NASA’s list and are very happy with them.Thanks L, T and B.
From there we went first to Pentreath where the surfers were enjoying the waves and thence to Mount’s Bay, a perennial favourite, and watched the sunset.