While we waited for the broker who is going to sell our boat for us, I enjoyed looking at the patterns made by the reflections of masts in the water at the quayside.
Wriggly masts in reflection
No cygnets today, just the parents who mate for life.
I haven’t been going to my choir, Suitcase Singers, in Penryn for a number of reasons. Yesterday they recorded this traditional Ukrainian folk song, Zelenje zhyto, zelene transcribed by Natalie Nowyytzki, directed by Claire Ingleheart At times like this, it is so hard to know what to do but we can always sing and use our voices in solidarity.
