The Writers’ Block Arrives in Redruth
The Writers’ Block has moved to Redruth and is in the old Library, the building now known as The Ladder. Today was their opening day and lived up to expectations. It really is “an inspirational space with events and activities for all ages and abilities cultivating writing confidence, creativity and enjoyment.”
Enjoy the gallery and click on photos to read the explanatory captions. Do click on the website to read about Simon Armitage.
Bench outside celebrating people from Redruth
Keith Sparrow, actor, story teller and artist asking everyone for the name of a favourite book so that he could add it to the ‘bookshelf.’ Look carefully, the door has an adult opening and a small one for children. It’s a very beautiful thing.
My choice of book was one of my Dad’s, The Fate of Jeremy Visick. Hasn’t Keith made a lovely job!
Poster Neil Gaiman’s words
Word game being played by a family
Word posy
Amontillado – bottle of special Laureate sherry donated to Amanda and Anna by Simon Armitage
The back of the bottle. The poem can be read properly in the next photo
Feast, Fun and Singing Part 2
What a brilliant night that was of sharing Cornish and Ukrainian cultures in the most spontaneous way and everyone had such a lot of fun.
Please click on any photo for the caption.
Beginning to decorate the crypt under St Andrew’s Church with
Arrivals
The amazing feast, all brought in by the attendees
Will Coleman, Cornishman extraordinaire, starting proceedings with Cornish bagpipes
A group of Inglehearts enjoying their feast
Cheesecake being served
Party people
Pasha and Sam enjoying the Cornish song performed by Will Coleman
Enjoying the entertainment
Pasha and Mira enjoying another of Will’s songs
Singers from three Cornish choirs
The evening was so full of love
Feast, Fun and Singing
I made a cheesecake for tonight’s feast.
It’s very late and I will add the other photos tomorrow.
Friendship and A Poem
I have been thinking about friendship this evening and how important it is to our well-being and our peace of mind. We have our lovely friends from Ukraine around at the moment, really close friendships made in such a short time last November and which have been renewed this week.
Tonight I share with you a beautiful poem by Naomi Shihab Nye. I have shared it before but feel it is good for today too. .
Red Brocade
The Arabs used to say,
When a stranger appears at your door,
feed him for three days
before asking who he is,
where he’s come from,
where he’s headed.
That way, he’ll have strength
enough to answer.
Or, by then you’ll be
such good friends
you don’t care.
Let’s go back to that.
Rice? Pine nuts?
Here, take the red brocade pillow.
My child will serve water
to your horse.
No, I was not busy when you came!
I was not preparing to be busy.
That’s the armor everyone put on
to pretend they had a purpose
in the world.
I refuse to be claimed.
Your plate is waiting.
We will snip fresh mint
into your tea.
Sage, Tie Dye and Sunset
At Community Roots today we prepared Willow whips for planting and then I worked with P and G to take cuttings from the rather tired sage plant while the lovely Mr S worked on other jobs.
In November we put elastic bands on the veg bags so that they could be tie dyed. Today we undid them and this is the one I worked on.
We caught the sunset, the new moon and Venus in one shot this evening.
New Moon
On our drive to Falmouth this evening, Sam spotted the sliver of a new moon so once we could park, I just about managed a picture .
Walk, Swim and Butterflies
We all, the Hooligans and us, went for a stomp up Carn Marth this morning, to the amphitheatre and the lake. To see any photo in better detail, just click on it.
Playing in the quarry amphitheatre
Long view
King of the castle!
Swimming!
Where does this go……
Walking back down
Butterflies left by someone
Beach, Selfie and Pins
Such a beautiful day with bright sun and the bluest of skies so we went to the beach and one of our Hooligan friends came with us.
Toddler in wellies in the waves, Porthtowan, Wheal Coates on the cliffs
Us three
One of our young Hooligan Art Community friends has been back to Kyiv in between her visits here and she brought us all gifts of pins. Mine means Freedom and Will and joins my Ukrainian flag on my bag. The lovely Mr S has the military roadblock being used to stop Russian tanks and Sue-next-door has the word for bread (palianytsia) , a word that Russians can’t say so it is used to establish nationality.
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- Freedom, will
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- Roadblocks
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- Palianytsia
Miniature Iris
Our Iris Reticulata have two open flowers. I think they might be called George and I know that a blogger friend will be able to confirm or give me the right name. 
