We visited a friend today and took our first Sweet Peas as a small posy.
It’s pleasing to see that the council are flying the flag for Ukraine. My heart goes out to Ukraine and her people.
Our beautiful Wisteria is nearing its end and is being battered by the wild winds we have at the moment.It has been quite magnificent and has been in flower for over three weeks. 
We have two tiny tomatoes on our plants, one on each. We go down to the lottie every evening to water them and check on progress and were delighted to find the beginnings of a harvest!
One of our potato plants was in flower so I pulled it up and dug for new potatoes. I got a whole bucketful, just a LiveWire’s sand bucket but full nonetheless!
Our strawberries are ripening nicely too, nearly enough for a Strawberry Shortcake…….
Eating just grown fruit and veg makes all the hard work so worth it.
I did all my volunteering at home last week and for another hour today, sewing two more of the bags that Roots uses rather than bags for the weekly veggie deliveries. 
When I arrived today, I was amazed at the growth of the vegetables (and the flowers) since I was last there. My job today was sowing two trays of Spring Onions. Enjoy the gallery.
Coming back from choir at the eco park today, there was an enormous bank of wild mustard. As well as being bright yellow in the sunshine, it had the loveliest sweet smell.
The glorious Californian poppies are back in the front garden, such a vivd orange colour as seen at the top of the photo. My camera didn’t react well to the colour in the sunshine.
Tonight there were four lovely red strawberries at the allotment. We’ve had them with a little ice cream and a drizzle of balsamic glaze – delicious!
Last night’s almost full Strawberry moon had a halo around it and just about lit up the houses on the hill in silhouette.
Our trough full of edible plants is looking good. There are various lettuces, chives and garlic chives, Spring onions and Viola flowers to decorate salads and cakes. 
It’s 30 years today since my lovely Mum died. This is my favourite photo of us together at one of the celebrations for her and Dad’s Golden wedding anniversary. This was taken in Carn Brea Castle as we were waiting to go into the dining room for dinner. The second photo is of her with her Mum. 
We are walking down to the allotment every evening to water everything with watering cans as there is still a hosepipe ban in Cornwall. As we walk home, we pass some pretty gardens and a lane full of wild flowers. I’ve shown you the lovely roses, the Laburnum and the Echiums recently that we walk by. Today there are also glorious red Poppies and in the lane Foxgloves and Valerian.
I was in Make A Mends in Redruth this morning when a maker came in with the wonderful knitted and embroidered birds that she makes. She was kind enough to let me take a photo and gave me details of how to get hold of the pattern. 
Just outside our favourite coffee shop there was another example of a plant rooting itself in the smallest of places, a crack in the concrete.
Some weeks ago we were rehearsing as usual in Penryn when we were interrupted by David Foster who had been on the quayside filming for Beyond Borders. Our voices had carried out to the quay and he came up to tell us that he loved what we were practising and asked if he could use our singing in the film he was making. Here it is, a fascinating look into mining past and present in Cornwall, bookended with the lovely sound of The Suitcase Singers.
It’s June already!
This was the purple, white and green posy we took for Ti today.
We read a new poem with Ti today, ‘Chocolate Cake’ by Michael Rosen – and we all loved it. Here’s a Youtube version of this delightful poem.
Wild flowers find the tiniest of cracks to settle in.
the next timeyou refuse to singbecause you’ll neverfill a stadiumor decline the joy of dancefor fear of lookingridiculousor you resist riskingthe new adventurebecause you’renot entirely ready oryou dim your shinebecause you’re notcompletely healed and whole
the next timeyou hold yourself suspectbecause you’re notentirely qualifiedjust remembera bird doesn’t singbecause it’s talenteda bird sings becauseit has a songthe moon doesn’t only shinewhen it’s wholeit can show up witha single sliver of itselfand still light an entirenight skyshow up. sing. shine.the world needs youas you are.
~ © Angi Sullins : www.AngiSullins.com
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