Yet another beautiful day and we headed off to Porthtowan for sunset. We were not disappointed.
Monthly Archives: September 2015
What a sense of achievement today! I walked to visit a friend, not far, maybe ten minutes and all downhill but I did it with no problem (still using my crutches of course) and had such a good time. Thank you for a fascinating morning, D.
A blogging friend kindly sent me a wonderful photo of the Harvest moon rising last night. As for us, clouds obscured his view of the eclipse but who needs that when the Moon herself makes such a show the following evening!
I have long loved this poem by Ted Hughes – The Harvest Moon.
The Harvest MoonThe flame-red moon, the harvest moon,
Rolls along the hills, gently bouncing,
A vast balloon,
Till it takes off, and sinks upward
To lie on the bottom of the sky, like a gold doubloon.
The harvest moon has come,
Booming softly through heaven, like a bassoon.
And the earth replies all night, like a deep drum.So people can’t sleep,
So they go out where elms and oak trees keep
A kneeling vigil, in a religious hush.
The harvest moon has come!And all the moonlit cows and all the sheep
Stare up at her petrified, while she swells
Filling heaven, as if red hot, and sailing
Closer and closer like the end of the world.Till the gold fields of stiff wheat
Cry `We are ripe, reap us!’ and the rivers
Sweat from the melting hills.
Last night’s Super Moon was lovely to watch. Sadly when we got up at 3am to see the Blood Moon, clouds had almost completely obscured the moon. We just had tantalising glimpses.
2 We had the most delicious breakfast this morning – an eggy bananaey bread sandwich stuffed with fruit including the few blackberries from the garden that I showed you a day or two ago. it is from a Jamie Oliver recipe and was just ambrosia!
3 The sunlight was shining in the weathervane on top of Truro Cathedral this afternoon. We called in to Truro after my six week check-up with the surgeon at Treliske and he is very happy with my progress.
Last night, as the lovely Mr S was locking up, he found a bag on the doorstep. I contained a very pretty purple and white Pansy plant in a container. There was no message or card but it has to be from someone who knows me well, the colours being the Suffragette colours. If you read this, lovely friend, please give me a call!
2 Daughter No 3 is in Devon for a couple of days so came down for lunch today. What a delight to have them here, if only for a couple of hours! Littlest Live-wire is so full of language and stories, questions and make-believe. The garden, as always, found her exploring.
3 A young friend has been the instigator of a Charity project to collect items for the refugees in Calais – Falmouth’s Donation Day Drop-off for Calais. We went over this afternoon with our contribution to find J and her friend almost overwhelmed by the fabulous generosity of the people in Falmouth and around. People had been arriving all day with tins and packets of food as well as warm coats, hats and scarves for the increasingly cold weather and many other items. Volunteers have been helping to sort and pack things into boxes and it just shows how lovely so many people are. I am a great believer in the fact that he humanity of humans will always shine through.
We spotted this on the side of our dustbin – a transformation from chrysalis to Cabbage White Butterfly.
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Today’s post delighted me! Last Comic Relief I baked cakes to sell at The Suitcase Singers, one of the choirs I sing with, and sent off the money to the Charity. Today this card arrived for the choir – isn’t it a splendid way to encourage us to raise money for the next event too?
2 A couple of lovely choir friends called in today which was very much appreciated. They brought a lovely card from the Choir – thank you all – and a jar of M’s delicious homemade Blackcurrant Jam.
3 We have a few Blackberries in the garden!
4 It has been another beautiful day with the glorious special colour that is a cerulean September sky.
It has been just the most beautiful Autumn day with little wind, bright sunshine and temperatures in the 20s. We went out for lunch and this was the view from The Blue Bar at Porthtowan.
“There’s so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn’t. There’s a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn’t need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don’t romanticize life like you can’t survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise.” —Emery Allen #TodaysMantra
I started working on Twiddle muffs sometime ago and you can read about them here https://mybeautfulthings.com/?s=Twiddle+muff
That one went to a local Care Home where my choir have done concerts and was well received, with some suggestions for improvements. I have now completed four more and, as suggested have added a few more things especially something to go in and out of the pocket on each one. Each has different textures and a variety of buttons and ribbons and crochet inside and out. They have been great fun to make and I hope will provide some entertainment for the Dementia patients for whom they have been made. I have made them for love of and in memory of my beautiful Mother-in-law, Madeleine
There are lots of Kaffir Lilies in the front garden.
We went to see friends this afternoon and were served a delicious freshly baked caked with apples and almonds. I shall have to seek out the recipe! We ate it before I thought of taking a photo!
On the way home we called in at our local organic store and bought a couple of these lovely apples as well as veg for tonight.
I have ‘planted’ some Hyacinth bulbs today in my Mum’s hyacinth glasses and put them in the dark to sprout. They should be in flower for Christmas. I shall keep you posted. It is so lovely to know that my hands are doing what my Mum’s hands did for so many years and that she passed on her love of all things growing to me.
A very good friend sent this my way a while ago. Thank you, Angie, something to aim for.