The full moon last night was glorious. I went out at 10pm and caught a few shots.

To identify each group of audience as they move through the story walks in St Euny Churchyard  for our production of ‘Until the Day Break’, we decided to make ribbon flashes. Redruth Sewing Studio were wonderful, ordering the ribbon rolls and pins for me and giving us a generous discount as we are a community group. I collected the materials this afternoon and this evening eight volunteers turned up to make the flashes and in just over an hour they were all done! Thank you so much, everyone.

Ribbons and pins

Many hands

Many flashes made

One of my special blogging friends, Saymber, sent me a perfect poem this morning. I hope you like it as much as she and I do. I love poetry and this poem says that so clearly.Thank you, Saymber.

A Poem that Heals Fish by Mary Popova

A poem
is when you have the sky in your mouth.
It is hot like fresh bread,
when you eat it,
a little is always left over.
A poem
is when you hear
the heartbeat of a stone,
when words beat their wings.
It is a song sung in a cage.
A poem
is words turned upside down
and suddenly!
the world is new.