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Monthly Archives: March 2017

Kindness, Bluebells and A Cornish Pasty

It is National Kindness Day. One little act of kindness I managed today was to call someone’s attention to the fact that he had dropped his car keys and not noticed. I took some books to the charity shop. I was kindly looked after when I forgot to take my diary to a meeting – C sent her son as a runner for me and back he came with my diary in moments. Her daughter had been baking Hot Cross Buns and she gave us one each – delicious. Kindness makes the world go round. Here is a beautiful poem that I have shared before but you may not all have read it.

Kindness by Naomi  Shibab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. 
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.

Coming home from town, down Lovers’ Lane I came across the first Bluebells.

I was on my own for lunch today and I treated myself to a small Cornish Pasty!

 

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The Healing Power of Singing, Friendship and Love

I just love my choir and my singing friends and I thank them from the bottom of my heart for the loving harmonies.

A small group of us are finding songs to sing with a small audience. This one came into my inbox this afternoon and is just perfect for today. “What’s In A Song”  Click below to listen.

 1) There are times when the folks are having a ball And the drinks and the jokes could fill up a hall But give me a song, a chorus, or more

And that’s when I’m likely to soar.

Oh they say there is nothing like having a feast
To bring folks close together from north, south, west, east But give us a song when the feasting is done
And that’s when the many are one… Oh…

2) There’s a time and a place for sorrow and woe When the pain and the tears are expected to flow But give me a song and voices close by
And that’s when I’m likely to cry

There’ve been times when my heart has wanted to weep But the pain and the tears were buried too deep
Then out of the blue in a roomful of song
The locked-inside feeling was gone…Oh..

3) There are places where pleasure is wrapped up and sold And you purchase a moment with silver andgold
But the pleasure of singing’s a blessing to me
‘Cause I know it by heart and it’s free

Oh, the times I remember and cherish so much
When we reach with our voices – it’s almost like touch

And we pull in the circle and banish our fears And we try to keep singing for years…Oh…

The following quotation is also apt for today.

Sending love out into the ether for all my blogging friends and all my readers.

 

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Red Leaves, Boxes and Mosaic

Autmny coloured leaves on the ground in Spring? Beautiful colour but unexpected.

We have been working at the Children’s Centre again and the Mums’ boxes are almost finished. Everyone is delighted with the four weeks’ work.

In the garden of the Childrens’ Centre is this delightful mosaic tower.

These are all good things on a day that I find dispiriting. I am very sad that we are leaving the EU. I am a European!

 
 

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Nesting, Berry and Primroses

I had the camera set to sport to try to catch the Blue tits at the lighthouse nesting box. The male was going backwards and forwards for ages and the female just peeped out once.

On my walk into town down the lane, just one berry was glowing on the tarmac.

Coming back up the hill, this is the top of a Cornish hedge, so full of primroses.

 

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Family Tree, Dandelion and Country Music Title

I love this family tree made by the daughter of a lovely and rather special friend. She was one of my students in the Training School and was an excellent student. I always remember with great fondness that she came to my Dad’s home, in the village where my school was, to play the piano for my lovely Dad who had gone blind. He was so thrilled and so pleased both to meet C and to have her play for him. She was an accomplished player as well as a talented young teacher.

The photo was accompanied by the following text – “History, war, colonisation, freedom of movement, all of this explains why some children like mine end up with a complex family tree. My daughter will turn eight tomorrow and I pray for her world to be open-minded.”  So do I, C. Thank you for letting my post this. Happy Birthday to O.xx

I love the bright cheerfulness of dandelions!

Today is Quirky Country Music Titles Day and it was being celebrated on Radio Cornwall as I drove to my Pilates class this morning. I just loved the title and the song, ‘Tequila makes her clothes fall off!”  – not at all pc but very funny! Here is the link should you wish to listen! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nj2700em-JQ

 

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Mothers’ Day, Treats and Love

Our lovely kids were all in touch today with cards, calls, chocolates and photographs and an extra rather special gift:   Refuge_parcels_-_mother_s_parcel. Do click on the link to see the important work being done for women less fortunate than those in my family.

It has been another beautiful day so we popped down to Chapel Porth before the crowds! Join our walk at low tide on an almost empty beach.

I send my love to all my lovely readers, be you Mothers or not. I hope you have all had a good day.

 

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Walk Around St Anthony Head

Please join us for our favourite circular walk on The Roseland Peninsular, from Bohortha along the coast to St Anthony Head past Place Manor and St Anthony Church and back up to the village.  It has been the most glorious Spring day, brisk out of the sunshine and beautifully warm in the sun. The colours are true! No enhancing done here! Feast your eyes.  We haven’t done this walk for several years because of my hips. Now that I have two new ones, we can do it again!  Click on any photo for the caption and more detail.

 
 
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