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Rose, Hydrangea and A Poem

We have yet another bloom on our Golden Wedding bush and two more buds if they survive the storms.

I tried to take a photo of a lovely blue hydrangea for a reader that I know loves them but the wind was wild! I took a short video instead.

Daughter No 3 sent me this beautiful poem thinking it might qualify as a “beautiful thing.” It most certainly does. My photo is of the moon rising over St Agnes Beacon,  three weeks or so ago.

“If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month” by Cathy Ross

If the moon came out only once a month
people would appreciate it more. They’d mark it
in their datebooks, take a walk by moonlight, notice
how their bedroom window framed its silver smile.

And if the moon came out just once a year,
it would be a holiday, with tinsel streamers
tied to lampposts, stores closing early
so no one has to work on lunar eve,
travelers rushing to get home by moon-night,
celebrations with champagne and cheese.
Folks would stay awake ’til dawn
to watch it turn transparent and slowly fade away.

And if the moon came out randomly,
the world would be on wide alert, never knowing
when it might appear, spotters scanning empty skies,
weathermen on TV giving odds—“a 10% chance
of moon tonight”—and when it suddenly began to rise,

everyone would cry “the moon is out,” crowds
would fill the streets, jostling and pointing,
night events would be canceled,
moon-closure signs posted on the doors.

And if the moon rose but once a century,
ascending luminous and lush on a long-awaited night,
all humans on the planet would gather
in huddled, whispering groups
to stare in awe, dazzled by its brilliance,
enchanted by its spell. Years later,
they would tell their children, “Yes, I saw it once.
Maybe you will live to see it too.”

But the moon is always with us,
an old familiar face, like the mantel clock,
so no one pays it much attention.

Tonight
why not go outside and gaze up in wonder,
as if you’d never seen it before,
as if it were a miracle,
as if you had been waiting
all your life.

“If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month” by Cathy Ross, from If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month. © Forsythia Press, 2012.

I have tried to track down the poet but cannot find any contact to ask her permission to post it. L found it on another blog and I have contacted the blog writer who doesn’t know how to get in touch with Cathy Ross. If anyone out there can help, please do.

 

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Number 50, Lunch and A Sign

I sent photos of the new masks to Barcelona last night and this morning had a call – teenage LiveWire doesn’t want beads this time, please can I make another with elastic? Of course! That makes a total of 50 and today I have cleared away all my sewing stuff ready to get my glass out again.

Patterned lining so it’s different from her Dad’s

Lunch was mini pizzas made with part baked rolls, some reduced passata with herbs, pomodorino tomatoes and cheese – scrumptious!

Coming up from town, we noticed a warning sign, kindly put out by someone along our lane.

Monday night is choir rehearsal. I really miss my singing and the people with whom I sing.

 

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Autumn Colour and Yet More Masks

The beautiful Autumn day saw us just take our local walk where there was a surprising amount of colour – and lots of blackberries still to snack on.

Much of my day was spent completing the next set of masks for our Barcelona family. That’s 49 I’ve made altogether, for us, family and friends and I think that’s enough!

Masks for Mum, Dad, teenage daughter and three year old twins

 

Language Creates Reality

Some time ago, last June in fact, I made two fabric story books for a little friend of ours, Arthur. You can see them here. Arthur is a beautiful one year old who has Down Syndrome. His Mum, Becca has created language cards to help us all to better understand how to speak to and about people with Down Syndrome. BBC Breakfast showed the following interview yesterday . Please watch.

The reaction world-wide has been amazing. This is what Becca has told us today –

“Language Creates Reality update:
We had over a million online views in the first day, and were the 2nd most watched story across the world on the BBC app all day. We have been asked to translate the cards into French, Spanish, Belgian, Dutch, Irish, German, and Italian so far …and have been offered translators for some of them. Since the show we have had over 100 emails from professionals who are sharing the cards on a major scale through their networks, many of whom are teachers and medical professionals. ITV West Country have approached us as they now want to cover the piece. We are on CBeebies Instagram. Frugi have celebrated the cards with a blog https://www.welovefrugi.com/…/language-creates-reality…/ Arthur is soon to appear in River Island and Asda modelling their clothes. I will always be thankful to the amazing creative collaborators Bear and Pear www.bearandpear.co.uk – and Thom and Angie Jones for pushing this forward… AND I am very grateful to YOU ALL for being part of this movement and adding your passion and sharing. Together we can, and are, making powerful positive change…”
 Here are the cards for you to read, share and print out.

Please feel free to Re-blog this post. Let the whole world know about the wonderful work Becca is doing and what she is achieving. Photos sent by Becca for inclusion here.

 
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Berthe Morisot and An Autumn Walk

We joined a Zoom lecture this morning about my favourite artist, Berthe Morisot. It was given by Stella Grace Lyons and was fascinating.

The Cradle by Berthe Morisot

Afterwards, it being a glorious Autumn day, we went off for a favourite walk along to Loe Bar on the Penrose Estate. Join us!

 

 

 

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Tunnel Lane, Bark and Ice-Cream

We are so lucky with our lovely walk into town!

Isn’t this beautiful bark?

A walk on the cliffs and an ice-cream finished off our day.

Ice cream at Godrevy

 

 

 

 

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Honesty, Leaves and Wild Fuchsia

I love how the sunlight came through the Honesty seed pods.

These fabulous red leaves were hanging over a fence on my walk today.

I also love the delicate Wild Fuchsia that grows in Cornish hedgerows.

I’m having problems accessing likes and comments. The notifications button shows nothing but when I visit someone else’s blog, the button lights up! My apologies if I have missed any comments from you, Dear Readers.

 
 

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Experimental Baking

I’ve had an interesting day. In between making another set of masks for the Barcelona branch of the family, I’ve been trying to replicate the delicious vegan chocolate orange cake we had the other day.  The vegan sponge seemed to work well, I made a vegan  orange jelly to go in the middle and a vegan chocolate ganache and it did look lovely!  Sadly, it’s not a patch on my usual cakes and I will have to try again – halve the amount of cake, double the chocolate and sharpen up the orange jelly!

I’ve given a big chunk to our lovely taster next door. I guess her view will match with ours!

 

 
 

Bird Feeder, Fuchsia and Tide Clock

There are still lots of berries in the garden yet the birds are emptying the feeders faster and faster! I love that lots of Goldfinches are ‘a charm.’

We planted this glorious Fuchsia at the weekend, what rich colours.

The tide clock that we have had for almost 12 years stopped working so I had to order another. We can’t set it until the next full moon, October 31st, at high tide, which will be at 17.01 so we will have to be patient until then.

 
 

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Breakfast, A Rose and Gifts

Fluffy blueberry pancakes with crispy bacon and maple syrup was my breakfast treat – the lovely Mr S chose not to have the bacon but I love the sweet and savoury combo.

A rose we were given for our Golden Anniversary three years ago is still, in mid October, giving us beautifully scented blooms.

We’ve been at the allotment for hours today in beautiful Autumn sunshine trying to get the better of all the weeds. We have made progress. One I pulled up was a carrot which we have had for tea along with two Sweetcorn cobs which have been left behind by the previous owner. We have landed in a lovely community. One fellow allotmenteer kindly gave us a cucumber and some tomatoes this afternoon.

 

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