I saw a tasty looking recipe for a Spring Vegetable and Blue Cheese Quiche so decided to make it for lunch. It was delicious.
We drove along from Sunny Corner towards Gwennap today along the route my Dad would have taken when working on his novel, Jeremy Visick – so many family memories and happy times in that part of Cornwall.
I needed to make room in the freezer today so took out some rhubarb and made us some ‘Different-every-time’ pudding for this evening. Its official name is Rhubarb Butterscotch Pie and it is a family favourite.
Monthly Archives: May 2019
Victorian Glass, Lamp-post and Doughnut
I’ve been working hard on cleaning up the glass which together we removed from the window pane on Sunday. I’ve been wondering how it might cut and am delighted to report that it cuts like a dream! The only issue is going to be the thickness. I am used to working with 3mm and the old glass is mostly 2mm with wiggly variations in thickness. The red is uniformly 2mm, the other two kinds more random.
First pieces cut
Walking through the park this afternoon I noticed that the lamp posts have been painted. I like them! That’s the Pednandrea stack in the background between the trees.
Today we bought doughnuts! Scrumptious!
From Berryman’s Bakery – the best!
Concert, Flushing and Last Night’s Full Moon
Fabulous concert and Cornish Cream Tea this afternoon with The Suitcase Singers, singing our hearts out and raising money for our two charities, ShelterBox and The Invictus Trust.
The view across to Flushing from that side of the river is so very lovely and there were swans on the water.
Last night’s full moon was gorgeous, seen through the trees and with an orange glow all around.
Six on Saturday – Boody Garden and More
1. I have planted up the Boody Garden trough this week. In the dialect of 19th century Northumberland, ‘boody’ referred to broken china. I discovered this at Tate Britain a few years ago when we went to the exhibition of folk art. Now I have a name for my little garden where my favourite broken pottery is saved. There is a beautiful old serving plate, part of a coffee cup which was the last of a set given to my Mum on her retirement from teaching deaf children at Roskear School in Camborne, a piece of terracotta from a much loved and used bread crock, handles from a beautiful piece of Jane Hamlyn pottery and a fine china beaker that I sadly broke recently. Mum’s lovely owl tea-pot has found a home here too. The two big pieces are a pot from Jane Hamlyn which I balance against the Cornish hedge as if the ferns are growing out of them. I just love it, my ‘boody’ garden! 
2. Lupin buds. We are delighted to have some buds this year as our Lupins have been badly slugged in previous years.These are looking promising.
3. Crinodenron Hookerarium. This is getting rather leggy and, we think, should probably have a haircut when the flowers have gone. It is such a dramatic plant.
4. Nelly Moser is just coming into flower.
5. Irises. These are so beautiful.
6. Working in the garden – not really garden related but it is what we have been working on all day in the garden in the sunshine. Yesterday I bought a Victorian window with red and blue glass and we have been carefully cutting away the putty so that I can use the glass for my other passion, working with stained glass. 
For other fascinating garden related posts from all over the world, pop over to The Propagator, the instigator of Six on Saturday.
Bell Tower, Green Lane and Reclamation Buy
I love the bell tower on Tresillian Church.
St Michael Penkevil
We were on our way to the Eden reclamation Yard through some beautiful Cornish lanes.
Just look what the lovely Mr S spotted in the yard while I was hunting elsewhere!
Victorian window
What glorious glass – blue, red and patterned, for my projects! It’s much brighter than it looks here. Now it won’t only be the up-cycled jewellery but the glass is being up-cycled too – so excited. I hope cutting it isn’t any harder than the usual cutting. Roll on Saturday to take the glass out of the frame….. I can hardly wait!
Growth, Grass and Glass
This image came my way the other day and I love the way it describes a child’s growth and potential.
The other day visiting friends, I tried to capture the movement of the grass in the wind.
Grasses in the wind
This is my latest design, ready for foiling, incorporating some jewellery found at the car boot sale last Sunday. It might change before final soldering….. Watch this space.
Sky, St Michael’s Mount and A Wall Garden
The sky was lovely on our way to Marazion.
The Mount was beautiful as always despite the cold wind.
On the way home, this pretty little garden in a wall caught my eye.
Garden Bouquet, Bluebell and Kaja
I collected some prettiness from our garden to make a small bouquet to take to our Dear friend, Ti. In it there was a branch of Crinodendron Hookerarium, some Clematis Montana, two kinds of Pittosporum, some beautifully scented Choisya Ternata Apple Blossom and a few Spanish Bluebells.
In their developing woodland a few English Bluebells have arrived. What a joy!
Kaja loved walking there with us, almost disappearing in the long grass.
Kaja
As I am just finishing writing this evening, Radio 4 has just told me that it is International Dylan Thomas Day. I love the works of this amazing poet who died far too young. If you put his name into my search bar you will find many posts with his poems. His book, “Deaths and Entrances” was my first introduction to his poems, bought for me when I was about 11 years old.
‘A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London’ touched me then and still does. It is not as harsh as it sounds. He seems to be asking why one death should be mourned more than another. We are all of equal value.
Never until the mankind making Bird beast and flower Fathering and all humbling darkness Tells with silence the last light breaking And the still hour Is come of the sea tumbling in harness And I must enter again the round Zion of the water bead And the synagogue of the ear of corn Shall I let pray the shadow of a sound Or sow my salt seed In the least valley of sackcloth to mourn The majesty and burning of the child’s death. I shall not murder The mankind of her going with a grave truth Nor blaspheme down the stations of the breath With any further Elegy of innocence and youth. Deep with the first dead lies London’s daughter, Robed in the long friends, The grains beyond age, the dark veins of her mother, Secret by the unmourning water Of the riding Thames. After the first death, there is no other.
Glass Nuggets, Cistus and Another Clematis
The post brought me some new colours of glass nuggets – sea colours and red. I’m looking forward to getting back to my glass work after several days of sorting out Mum’s 500 thimbles and their individual catalogue cards. It has been lovely being immersed in family history as each card told of when and where the thimble was bought or who gave it as a gift as well as the material it was made of and sometimes the value. They are now boxed up and ready to go.
Sea colours
Red for Christmas decorations
This beautiful Cistus is in a neighbour’s garden and is very dramatic.
Cistus purpureus
We have another Clematis in flower. I’ll check its name tomorrow.
Pink, Car Boot and A Chevrolet
I was up at 5am this morning and there was a streak of pink across the dawning sky.
The car-boot sale at Hayle was humming on this beautiful morning. We bought eggs, some plants, organic, locally grown strawberries that were picked this morning and lots of ‘jewels’ for me to up-cycle into my glass pieces.
I loved the Chevrolet Apache that was parked near us.
