These roses in a neighbour’s garden smell as good as they look.
As we walked down into town, a bride and groom, just married, drove up in a beautiful, bright red car, all  beribboned and ballooned .
There was a delightful exhibition called Treasures of Redruth in the Market Hall today. 
Here are some of the lovely treasures.
One of the bloggers I follow, Judy of https://newenglandgardenandthread.wordpress.com/2022/01/02/january/ wrote today
“Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.” Eleanor Roosevelt
and, of course, IÂ thought of my Dear Friend, Angie whose footprints will be with me forever.
This amazing piece of embroidery came my way today and I really thought I should share it with you all. I absolutely love it and aspire to do similar…
Embroidered by Jennifer Kennedy Tidd
.These are the words of the very skilled embroiderer:
“I have a finish!
365 icons representing each day of this year! I started on Jan 1 having never embroidered, and now I cannot wait to do it again!
This has been one of the most rewarding projects that I have ever completed.
I encourage you to first, open your eyes to all the tiny beautiful things around you and second incorporate them into something that makes you happy!”
Today I made Panettone Pudding to use up the rather dry panettone. It is scrumptious indeed.
Panettone Pudding from BBC Good Food
I hope you don’t mind me sending you a beautiful thing. Your blog has brought so much light and comfort through a really dark winter, it means a lot to me, and I’ve thought of you every time I’ve seen one of these little gems tied to a lamppost or a tree recently!
I just had to walk the Falmouth terraces before work this rare still morning, frosty and crisp with the mist hanging over a glassy harbour. These gem-like embroideries have been popping up around town, little splashes of hope and colour in the grey. 
One had appeared on a bench above a very unassuming little green space.
It’s where we used to take our beloved young Mieke for a nearby leg-stretch and hoon about, and as she got more ill and couldn’t go far, I’d sit on the bench while she snuffled for dropped snacks and watched the other dogs bowling around. On her last morning with us – after a horribly unsettled night – she rallied, marched Pete out of the door and dragged him to the green to say goodbye. She sailed into her tomorrow that evening.
The photo of Mieke is her exploring the green as a puppy. She died with lymphoma in October, after 15 short but oh-so-busy months of life
It is so lovely to be given ‘beautiful things’ and I treasure this lyrically written piece  which moved me to tears.  All photos by P.
Our walk today was highlighted by yellows, started after I spotted the yellow Holly leaf. After that, the yellows just shone out at us.
This afternoon, the yellow theme continued as I worked on some embroidery, a Christmas present for one of our LiveWires.
On their last morning, the LiveWires made Croissants au Chocolat for everyone’s breakfasts.
This is the prettiest of all my lovely birthday cards, all made in ribbon and embroidery.
The fog hasn’t cleared all day and I was reminded of this charming little poem.
Fog by Carl Sandburg
The fog comeson little cat feet.It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.
It was my day in the gallery today, surrounded by beautiful things. Â Click on any image to see more detail.
Many, many years ago my Mum embroidered pillowcases with Goodnight, the child’s name and kisses for all her Grandchildren and two of our four, now in their 40s, still have theirs, if a little worn. I have started today making such pillow cases for each of our six Grandchildren for Christmas.
First pillowcase
I iced the Hummingbird cake tonight to take to a shared supper and it went down well.
Hummingbird Cake
We love our small town. You might enjoy watching this video that tells you about Redruth, its history and how it is blossoming recently.
What an exuberant Summer Exhibition this year, curated by Grayson Perry! It is full of humour and politics and there was lots to enjoy and admire  but with only one piece this year that truly moved me. Have a look through the gallery.
The piece that I looked at for ages and found most moving was a collection of carved Buttermilk prison issue soaps called Prison by Lee Cutter, just a small selection of detail for you here.
Prison Culture Lee Cutter
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