We went to The Asylum the other evening, Kneehigh Theatre’s Two Gentlemen of Verona in a marquee and there was a display of their time in ‘The Jungle’ in Calais. I found this poem by a refugee very moving.
Cornwall is scattered with old engine houses, relics of the days when tin and copper were mined here. This one I saw today used to be called Wheal Amelia but as you will see from the plaque there is more to its history than that.
An unusual butterfly landed on the shed roof today. It turns out to be a Wall Brown, Lasiommata Megera.
We were in St Euny Graveyard this morning doing a bit more research for our Perthi Kov Project when I remembered this week’s challenge and saw an opportunity to frame Carn Brea Castle and the Basset Monument atop Carn Brea through the holes in a memorial shaped as a Cornish Cross.
I’ll tell you more about the project, Perthi Kov, which means remember in Cornish, at a later date.
For others in this week’s challenge, click here.
It is so lovely every Thursday to have this view of the Penryn River when we are singing with The Suitcase Singers. What a privilege.
We have a new Choir Baby, J, who is just eleven weeks old – and what a joy to us all. His Mum and his Granny sing with us – three generations singing together. Isn’t that just brilliant?
We were in the kitchen just after 8pm having supper with our lovely neighbour when we became aware of a particularly beautiful light outside and then saw the rainbow. It was there for over ten minutes and was surrounded by the glorious golden light of the magic Golden Hour.
I love the Crinodendron tree. It has flowers, seed pods and new baby flower buds all at the same time. A Blue Tit came to get the seeds this morning. The photo was taken on maximum zoom through the kitchen window.
We promised ourselves a day out for our Wedding Anniversary which is on Friday but we are busy then so today we went off to Trebah Gardens, a 26-acre sub-tropical garden with four miles of paths. I think we walked all four miles today, meandering down the valley to the beach and up and around every path in sight – a fabulous day! Join us through the gallery. Click on any photo for greater detail.
We are having another few beautiful Summer Days as August draws to a close. This poem by Katy Lue called ‘Summer Days’ sums up the feeling today.
The air is alive on a summer day
it compliments the sweet aroma that weaves within,
The air is humid on a summer day,
it sticks to the world in such a way that the wind must shake it off,
The air sings on a summer day
it rises and falls with the melody’s sway,
The air is love on a summer day
it watches the lovers enjoying the weather and wonders itself ‘What could be better?’
The air surrounds on a summer day
it surrounds all and loves all and is the foundation to such a sweet summer day.