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Leaves, Flowers and An Extraordinary Dance Show

We love the ruby acer leaves as they re-appear each Spring. The little tree was a present from our four for our Ruby wedding 16 years ago!

Our Choisya Ternata is wonderful both in how it looks and with its gorgeous honey scent that wafts around the garden.We went to this extraordinary show at The Hall for Cornwall on Wednesday evening and it was wonderful, utterly engrossing, full of energy and beautifully done. With a soundtrack of wonderful songs by Sting, the dancers move the story from joy to despair, and back to joy, through resilience and determination, made me cry several times and left the audience feeling exhilarated!
If it comes your way, do go to see it.  Read about it on the link below and listen to Sting and the amazing choreographer, Kate Prince,  talking about the show.

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A Poem, A Feather and A Performance

It’s National Poetry Day and the theme is the environment. However, given all the news around at the moment, I wanted to share this song of hope with you all.

“I’ve Learned to Sing a Song of Hope” by Georgia Douglas Johnson

A feather landed on my purple and white petunias that with their green leaves make the colours of the Suffragettes. The raindrops made it even more special.

Tonight we went to see the performance of Bunker Cabaret, written and performed by our young Ukrainian friends, Hooligan Art Community. It was wonderful, so very moving, a kaleidoscope of dance, drama and song that touched every member of the audience. What a brilliant team they are! If you live in Southhampton, they are coming your way next week; if in Edinburgh, in a couple of weeks. If you get the chance, do see them.

Thank you to Sue for the photo.

The poem above is for Mirra. I had chosen it before the show and then tonight realised the serendipity in that choice. For you, Mirra, with love.

 

 

 

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Wallflowers, Earrings and Just One Rule

I should have included these Wallflowers yesterday, just beginning to flower. I’m hoping that, being at the front door, they will cheer people with both their colour and their scent.

It’s time to bring out the Christmas earrings. These beautiful Origami ones were a birthday present a few years ago. They were made by Mary Lee.

A rule for living? Yes, that’ll do nicely!

 

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Bluebells, An Old Oak Tree and Piano Dancing

Our walk today took a different route, down lanes, past many glorious bluebells and under a grand old Oak Tree.

This delightful entertainment cam my way the other day and I thought you might enjoy it too.

 

Rose Hips, Cakes and Estha’s Story

The Rose hips were in someone’s garden in Truro or I might have picked them to make syrup.

Before the show, Estha’s Story,  at Heartlands this evening, there was singing and cake in the Diaspora garden. The cakes were magnificent! All made by Little Crumbs and decorated with edible flowers.

The show was amazing! Yskynna, the aerial dance company and the singers combined to tell the story of a Cornish Bal maiden and the audience loved it. Click on any photo in the gallery for a closer look.

 

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Ghost Ships by Yskynna with The Suitcase Singers

Today was the last day of our singing with the dancers and actors of Ghost Ships. These photos are taken from Yskynna and The Maritime Museum. It has been brilliant to have been a part of this production.

 
 

Snow Globe, Sheep and A Front Door 

We spent a delightful evening with the Prideaux Angels last night, a gentle promenade performance with dance, music and narration where the last scene outdoors was the beautiful Snow Globe. It runs until 28th December so if you can get to Padstow, there is a treat in store. You can get a delicious meal in the marquee afterwards too.

Spotted this sheep in a wool shop in Penzance this afternoon and it made me smile.

What a gorgeous door with wreath this is…….l

 
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Posted by on December 23, 2017 in Beauty, Christmas, Cornwall, dance, knitting

 

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Calm, Cushion and Ballet Rambert

I love the Penryn River in all its moods and love that I sing every week with the river in view.

We can all adjust our sails!

We have been to see Ballet Rambert tonight – three wonderful dances but Ghost Dances is the best ever. We first saw the dance sometime in the 1980s and loved it then. It is a most powerful piece that didn’t disappoint tonight. If you ever get the chance to see it, please do.

From the programme.

 

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Truro, The Ballet and The Cathedral

What a splendid evening in Truro. First a wander, then dinner and the Birmingham Royal Ballet who were just wonderful, especially Frederick Ashton’s piece Momentum 11 set to Eric Satie’s Gymnopedies and then the Cathedral lit up against the dark sky.

Walsingham Place

Walsingham Place

Birmingham Royal Ballet

Birmingham Royal Ballet

Truro Cathedral

Truro Cathedral

 

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Shoreline, Blossom and Sea Fever

A whole day singing and watching dance – what more could one want? And before you say ‘cake’ there was cake too! It is the launch weekend of a fabulous project called Shoreline and you will be hearing more about it! Here are just two shots of the amazing dancers followed by the poster for the weekend launch. Our singing was pretty good too! Everything we learned was an original composition by Jon Hughes and accompanied the dancers.  There were many breathtaking moments and I can hardly wait for tomorrow’s session.

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Shoreline by Simon Birch Dance

Walking around the grounds of Tremough University, the blossom was beautiful to behold.IMG_9883

There seemed only one poem for today, John Masefield’s ‘ Sea Fever’, another that I learned as a child and which I had as a poster in my office for years before I retired.

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
 
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
                                                                        And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
 
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

                                           

 

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