The Kalettes are flowering and make a pretty vase-full. They taste good too if caught before the flowers open so that they are like Purple Sprouting Broccoli.
I spotted this delightful door knocker in Penryn the other day after leaving the optician. 
I love this poem. It sums up my blog for me – ordinary things being just perfect.
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commonprose
April 12, 2021 at 10:59 pm
The Kalettes are unknown to me, but I love the way you have arranged them, not yet opened.
mybeautfulthings
April 13, 2021 at 6:56 pm
They are sometimes known as Flower Sprouts and are very tasty if you get them before they flower. 🙂
nrhatch
April 6, 2021 at 1:04 pm
Simple pleasures are life’s treasures.
That’s what I like about your sight.
Sandra
April 6, 2021 at 9:11 am
Lovely Sally! You’ve reminded me of another poem, Barter by Sarah Teasdale. Do you know it?
mybeautfulthings
April 6, 2021 at 10:50 am
I don’t know it but I’ve looked it up and, yes, it’s also lovely. I shall bookmark it for using another time. Thank you. 🙂
Heyjude
April 6, 2021 at 12:36 am
That is one very cool door knocker!
mybeautfulthings
April 6, 2021 at 10:49 am
Isn’t it? I’m now on the lookout for other interesting ones as we begin to get out and about again. 🙂
Heyjude
April 6, 2021 at 11:28 am
I used to have a fixation on door knockers! Not many doors where I live now though 😆
ladysighs
April 5, 2021 at 7:38 pm
You have a very good optician. 🙂
mybeautfulthings
April 6, 2021 at 10:47 am
I do but it wasn’t that one! I was sent there as mine was booked up but never again! Having done one test, he said, “I just have to check to see if I have scratched your eye!” Silence – so I asked, “Well, did you?” And he said, “Yes! But you have the anaesthetic in there so it won’t hurt .” As I say, never again. I’ll wait for my man to be free.
ladysighs
April 6, 2021 at 11:07 am
OH G_D!!
I need to go to the dentist but have been putting it off with the pandemic.
A little too close for comfort right now. 🙁