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Sewing, Secret and Sea

There are now 30 little creatures on the long fabric strands.

I’m being allowed to show you a little more of the project. The whole piece remains secret until the exhibition starting on March 31st.  I wonder if you can work out what it is.

After sewing and my lovely Mr S working in the garden in sunshine, we decided to go out for lunch at the Falmouth Hotel and have  a walk by the sea. It really does my soul good to see, smell and hear the sea. The blues were so beautiful today.

Out for lumch

Our next treat was a trip to Falmouth Art Gallery for a wonderful exhibition of automata which I’ll show you tomorrow.

 

 

Sunshine, Seeds and Pie

We’ve had sunshine today and at Roots I sowed seeds and more seeds, 14 trays of between 100 and 250 seeds per tray, kale, red cabbage, cauliflower, Romanescue and more. There’ll be plenty of potting on to do over the next few weeks.

I do love a good pie – tonight, Chicken and Sweetcorn Pie

Happy St Patrick’s Day to all my Irish readers and a nod to my Irish heritage on my Father’s side.

 
 

Clay, Sewing and Solidarity

I’ve done a bit more work on next door’s project, sewing the little clay creatures onto long strands of coloured fabric while Sue worked on the head. I thoroughly enjoyed my self. The opening night will be March 31st at Truro Museum and Art Gallery.

It’s only a few weeks since I shared the song, “Hold On’ which we sang in solidarity with the people  of Minneapolis. Life is still very difficult for them and we sang again for them today.

https://www.facebook.com/share/v/17nRsPprFT/

 

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Mother’s Day, Flowers and A Poem

It’s Mother’s Day in the Uk and here’s a shout out to all in the role.

I am very lucky and loved – beautiful flowers have been delivered,

I’m intrigued by the fact that the tulips have come with their bulbs still attached and instructions to plant them out later.

I’ll post photos later in the week as the lilies and the alstroemeria open up.


Remembering my babies.

 
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Posted by on March 15, 2026 in nature, poetry, Postaday 2026

 

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Shop Window, Clay and Tulips

I may have been at this workshop if I hadnt already made plans to be creative this afternoon.

Yesterday I helped make some little clay creatures for a new project being created by my lovely neighbour and today I coloured the ones that were dry enough,  ready for tomorrow.

All our lovely white tulips are now blooming.

 

Hail, Muscari and More Primroses

It’s been crazy weather today, wind, sunshine that actually gave warmth and many, many wild hail showers. I was delighted to watch  a horizontal spider’s web outside the kitchen window  act as a hammock for hailstones. If you look carefully at the photo, you can make out the strands of web holding the hailstones.

A bank of primroses

 

Spring – A Poem and A Song

Today is the 15th birthday of LiveWire no 3 and the poem for today in A Poet for Every Day of the Year is the delightful
“Spring Has Come back Again” by Rainer Maria Rilke. I hope T likes it. 

Translated from the German by Jessie Lamont.

At our rehearsal  with The Suitcase Singers this morning, we  sang one of my favourite songs, Call in the Spring by Rosie Sleightholme and here is a video made by S, a friend who sings in the sopranos across the room from me. Do click on the link.

https://www.facebook.com/reel/2310567282763545

 

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St Michael’s Mount, Wind Surfer and Advice

I need to heed this advice

 
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Posted by on March 11, 2026 in Cornwall, environment, Postaday 2026

 

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Primroses, Tamar Narcissi and Landays

Our border of primroses is coming on.

The daffodils we bought last Saturday in town are lovely. I usually prefer single blossoms but these doubles are really beautiful. I think we were told that they are Tamar Fire but these seem more delicately coloured than the ones I find online.

This afternoon I listened to a wonderful programme, ArtWorks on BBC radio 4: Lyse Doucet, the BBC’s Chief International Correspondent and regular visitor to Afghanistan, was talking to female Afghan poets about the landay: a 22 syllable Pashtun verse form they create, perform and share to speak of love, sex, war and hardship. There are 9 syllables on the first of the two line poem and 13 on the second. The poems were very moving and the programme is well worth finding on BBC Sounds.

 

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Cookies, First Tulip and Pink

I made some Fork Cookies this morning, so called because you flatten the ball of dough with the tines of a fork.I then dipped them in dark chocolate. They are scrummy!

Our tub of tulips is flowering already, seems quite early. I’m loving the delicacy of the green and pink bits.

Both the flowers below were presents, the pretty pale pink one from my dear friend and colleague Sharon, lost in 2024 and the deep pink primulas bought for us by LiveWires 5 and 6 who planted them for us in the allotment. We dug them up to bring them home once we gave up our tenancy.