Against all expectations, England won the football match this evening, in the penalty shoot out. We are delighted!
We watched the match with the Munich contingent of our family reunion in their holiday chalet where this piece of art had pride of place. They leave tomorrow, so our three weeks of family time finally comes to an end. What a lovely time we have all had together.
A Penzance boat
Regular readers may remember that I knitted some blue squares recently. They were for the WildWork’s 100:UNEARTH production which started this evening and runs until 22 July, The knitted torpedo stands by the Well at Heligan as part of the commemoration of the finish of WW1, 100 years ago. The torpedo was chosen as a symbol for the vast amount of knitting women and children did during WW1 and to commemorate the fact that women made many of the munitions used.
The knitted torpedo for which I knitted four squares
A year ago, on Mother’s day, one of my daughters gave me a Rainbow maker which works on a tiny solar panel. It sends rainbows dancing all over the room and, when the sun is low, all the way through the house. A few weeks ago I caught a rainbow just as it landed upon a seagull on the rooftop of our beautiful driftwood sculpture made by Jo Perry. It is called Houses and Bicycle. I love how there is a tiny shadow of the seagull on the wall in the rest of the rainbow. The moment was indeed ephemeral!
I was very happy this morning to be able to sit in our sun room for an hour, watching the birds and feeling the sun through the glass, first time in a fortnight. One of my lovely choir friends called me on the phone and The Suitcase Singers sang for me which just about made my happiness complete! Thank you all so much.
Our delicate Christmas cactus still has a few blooms.
As the low sun was streaming in through the windows, it was catching the crystal that hangs there and rainbows were being thrown around the room. I tried several photos and was delighted by the serendipity of the rainbow catching one of the seagulls on the rooftops of our driftwood houses, a delightful piece by Jo Perry.
Mr S found more flowers on the doorstep this afternoon. This time they were glorious Cornish Narcissi which have filled the sunroom with their delicious scent. They came with a note marking our 6th anniversary of moving to this house and were from our lovely next door neighbours who made us feel so welcome from that very first evening.
1 A cosy indoors day today with rain hammering down and wind blowing, only popping out to pick up the paper. That was when we saw something to make us smile at next door’s front door. There’s snow expected further North. I doubt we’ll see any in Cornwall.
Reindeer next door
2 This good news story came my way so I’m sharing it with you.
A Good Deed
“Yesterday this pile of blankets was all over the ground filthy, partially wet and frozen having been slept in the night before. I saw a D.C. city worker putting the stuff into what looked like a trash bag. Then this morning I walk by the same spot and see the blankets had been washed and folded… Made me smile”
3 As I unwrapped the present from Daughter No 3 and family yesterday, I began to smile and that smile has not left me! L said she was delighted when she found this small sculpture for us as she felt that it was just perfect and it is!
1 We went to Marazion today to a fascinating exhibition put on by the local Quaker group.
There was a very moving and informative display which told of the experiences of three local Quakers and their harrowing dilemmas with the peace testimony. Through poetry, photos, quotations and sculpture, attitudes to peace and war were examined and the role of the Conscientious Objector made clear. If you are one of my local readers, do go along. It’s on for four more days and is well worth your time.
In the Meeting House
Friends’ Ambulance Unit
The White Feather campaign
2 When there, walking along the front, we saw a VW Camper van all decked out for a wedding and the wedding party were on the beach.
3 On our way home, we called in at our favourite reclamation yard, Shiver Me Timbers, always full of quirky objects and today was no different. Click on any photo for an enlargement.
Painted door handle
Child heard asking, “Mummy, why do Mermaids have such long hair?” Reply,” Because there are no underwater hairdressers!”
On the way home we passed this beautiful Cornish Cottage.
1. The Sensing Spaces exhibition at The Royal Academy is fabulous! If you are in London, don’t miss it. Come on a brief tour with me.
All the exhibits are interactive. The towers can be climbed up inside on spiral staircases and the golden angels can be seen in close up. The straw construction is being made by the visitors who are encouraged to add to the display. My offering was of plaited purple and green straws in a circle. The big wooden maze is entrancing and mind blowing as one encounters the mirrors and the noise of the pebbles underfoot. The smell of the wood reminds one of cut wood, a lovely smell.
2. Near the Royal Academy there is a beautiful shop that sells Les Macarons a la Ganache and I treated us all to a few for dessert tonight. Delicious!
3 Travelling home on the underground we were treated to one of the series of Poems on the Underground. I just love this one which is new to me. I hope you like it too. To me, it conjures up supper in the warmth of a Greek Island…..
Poems on the Underground is such a delightful idea. Well done to somebody!
1 I took the bus into Truro this morning and was delighted to find it was a double decker so I was able to get some pleasing shots of the countryside we went through.
The sea from the bus
I love the green of Spring leaves, from the bus
Truro Cathedral from the bus
2 I spent most of the day volunteering at the Royal Cornwall Museum helping with the Wildworks project, The Museum of Us. The fabulous Cabinet of Curiosities is filled with treasures from Cornwall, most collected by Jane Darke, from Porthcothan and other beaches in North Cornwall. If you are reading this and live anywhere near Truro, do come and marvel at the stuff inside the cupboards and drawers and bring in an object that means Cornwall to you. The project aims to collect objects that will be displayed in the cabinet and become The Museum of Us. Do click on the photos to see the detail and to read the labels.
Drawer in the Cabinet, all items found on Cornish beaches
Driftwood from all over the world washed up onto North Cornish beaches
Mum and the two girls at the Cabinet with Jane Darke
3 Two lovely little girls, aged about 6 and 4, came in with their Mum and their shoebox of treasures collected on Treyarno Beach and showed them to me explaining why they loved them. I loved the piece of Cornish stone that Poppy had embellished so prettily and she was happy for me to take photos of her special beach-found treasures.
Poppy’s treasure box
Poppy’s beautifully decorated stone
Corn husk, found by Poppy, possibly come over on the seas from America
Storm Trooper’s hat, found by Poppy on Treyarno Beach
1 We awoke to the most beautiful dawn sky, red and deep orange becoming violet, mauve and amber and eventually blue with pinky-peachy clouds. Sadly the old words were right and that beautiful red sky was indeed a warning for the rest of the day.
Dawn over our back garden
Dawn and our Headless Ghost
2 In the lovely Lemon Street Gallery in Truro was a fabulous sculpture looking not unlike a Grandfather clock but full of intrigue. I was encouraged to open the doors, ring the bells, swing the pendulum, discover the secrets behind the doors. If only I could afford to buy this most beautiful and imaginative piece by Baz Roscoe and Sans Robinson. Do read the information too – such thought and love have gone into this remarkable structure. I love it! Here you can see the artists talking about their piece.
In the Rain the Old Path Becomes a New Stream
‘In the Rain the Old Path Becomes a New Stream’ information
3 I came home to find some photos in my dropbox from my Dear Sister in Hawaii. I give you two of her photos and invite you to read her lyrical words that follow. Beautiful indeed.
Volcano erupting into the sea
Dawn with the lava and ocean
“I’ve been with the elemental nature of the Earth in such a dramatic, yet personal way. The hike out is intense. For one, it is dark and two you are hiking over lava (not the hot, red stuff!) for about three miles. Lava comes in all shapes and forms and you have to be VERY careful. The lava can be fragile, or it can be very solid – you don’t know and so each step is taken with great care and respect for the land. Often there are large cracks, but I have learned that if you keep moving forward and step over them, the land will support you on the other side. And then – after an hour and a half of preparation through this hike – it suddenly gets hot – blasts of heat rise up from the ground and as you look down – there are hot spots. Not flowing lava yet, but you know it is flowing under where you are walking – and don’t forget, some of the lava is fragile, so you take each step with even greater care and connectivity to the land.
And then! – I cannot express the awe of watching the elements in their raw expression of power and beauty. We spent about two hours out there, through the dark until after dawn, with the changing light and complete, awe-inspiring power. The lava would continually find new paths, blasting out of the cliff face, creating new fiery rivers and pools as it made its way towards the ocean where it was greeted by a force we are all familiar with. The ensuing connection between the two elements of fire and water produced huge billowing clouds of steam which rose up the cliff face – being pushed by the wind – sometimes into your face where it stung your eyes and filled your lungs with an unfamiliar breath. Leaning on a huge lava rock, I realized my back was getting warmer and warmer. My support, though firm lava, still had the warmth of the running lava inside it. The connection of fire and waves were creating new land, in the form of black sand – a beach was instantly being formed at the base of the cliff through the combination of forces. The elements fire, water, earth and air all in their most passionate expressions.
And then – the hike back – new land under foot. How beautiful this lava is – bejeweled with gold, silver, platinum and electric blue. In shapes and colors now visible in light of the new day. Shaped in ropes and strings and flows – you can see how it flowed, how it formed this land which I am so blessed to call home.”
1 St Ives was our destination today, by train along one of the most beautiful coastlines. St Ives itself is very beautiful and one of the highlights for me is always our visit to the Barbara Hepworth Studio and Garden.
From the train from Lelant to St Ives, one of the best train rides ever
First view of St Ives
Buskers along the sea path
Barbara Hepworth garden
Shadows on a sculpture
2 By the time we went back along to catch the train home, some Graffiti Grannies had been busy yarn bombing the rails!
Graffiti Grannies’ handiwork
3 Two sculptures for you, one, on St Ives railway station by David Kemp who made the Tinners Hounds in Redruth town centre and this driftwood one which I’ve posted before but in case you missed it, here it is again, St George and the Dragon. I love it!
‘A School of Palletes’ by David Kemp
I just want to show you this extra photo from yesterday which delighted me. It was taken near the Lizard Lighthouse.
Bird on a bramble
If you have read this far, a question for you…. I’ve decided I don’t really like the Gallery way of presenting a series of photos as they cannot be enlarged as much to see detail. What do you think?
One from yesterday that I don’t think was served well by putting it into a Gallery.