Our local hospital, The Royal Cornwall Hospital at Treliske, has put out a call for Baby Beanie hats in red, amber and green for the newborns to wear, the colour indicating the level of care and feeding support required for the baby. I have put Snow Dog to one side and made my first three little hats ready for delivery.
When we were in Portugal, we called in at a most attractive little shop selling the kind of clothes that I like. While we were browsing, the young woman behind the counter was crocheting a flower in a natural cotton. She was delighted by my interest, told me that she attaches one to the brown paper bag she puts clothes in and then presented me with a flower! I came across it again today as I was about to hand wash my linen trousers. Yes, I did buy something!
Autumn is upon us. I have spent the afternoon collecting up leaves in the front garden to make leaf mould and the clocks go back tonight. Here is an Autumny poem for you – from Incantation by George Parsons Lathrop.
When the leaves, by thousands thinned,
A thousand times have whirled in the wind,
And the moon, with hollow cheek,
Staring from her hollow height,
Consolation seems to seek
From the dim, reechoing night;
And the fog-streaks dead and white
Lie like ghosts of lost delight
O’er highest earth and lowest sky;
Then, Autumn, work thy witchery!