The overnight winds blew off a bunch of buds from the Clematis Armandii so we brought them inside and very soon the buds had opened.
Clematis Armandii
This morning saw a celebration of the life of a friend with a Humanist Ceremony and a Green burial in a beautiful spot. A true Cornishman, a speaker of Cornish and a Cornish Bard, tributes were paid to him in both English and Cornish and at the end we all sang Going Up Camborne Hill in Cornish.
Bre Gammbronn
At the green burial site another friend read these lovely words written by Rabindranath Tagore ( 1861 – 1941)
Farewell My Friends – Rabindranath Tagore ( 1861 – 1941)
Farewell My Friends
It was beautiful
As long as it lasted
The journey of my life.
I have no regrets
Whatsoever said
The pain I’ll leave behind.
Those dear hearts
Who love and care…
And the strings pulling
At the heart and soul…
The strong arms
That held me up
When my own strength
Let me down.
At the turning of my life
I came across
Good friends,
Friends who stood by me
Even when time raced me by.
Farewell, farewell My friends
I smile and
Bid you goodbye.
No, shed no tears
For I need them not
All I need is your smile.
If you feel sad
Do think of me
For that’s what I’ll like
When you live in the hearts
Of those you love
Remember then
You never die.
St Piran’s flag and daffodils at the green burial site
