Our young guests have been working on their production, Bunker Cabaret, today and have given me permission to use their photo of our welcome dinner on Wednesday evening. The show will be in Redruth next week, Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
Welcome dinner at ours
The red/pink dawn presaged the very wet and windy day “Red sky in the morning, mariner’s warning.” The lovely Mr Smith took this photo for me on his way to bring me a cup of tea.
I made Blueberry Pancakes for breakfast but realised when the first batch were in that I had forgotten the bicarbonate of soda as they were flat and heavy. The second batch were lovely after I added the bicarb and it interacted with the buttermilk to make the fluffiest pancakes ever. The Jackdaws were not bothered and had finished them off in no time!
We made a lovely bunch of white flowers from the garden for our visit to our Dear friend,T. She loved them.
One of the lovely independent shops in Redruth, Make A Mends, has a little box outside that is a Micro Space for very small exhibitions of local makers. When I called in yesterday to offer some fabric I no longer need, they invited me to put some of my glass in there. There is a Like O Meter on the box and passersby who like what they see can turn a little handle to register their like!..
Inside the shop there is a poster/ statement of intent – not sure what to call it…… It pleased me.
I have loved elephants for as long as I can remember and have a large collection of carved elephants. We’ve seen herds of beautiful live ones on our many visits to South Africa. I shared this love with my Dear Friend Angie who died last year just before her birthday, a day we also shared. I really miss her.
My tiniest elephant, carved into a glass cube
My biggest elephant, bought at an antiques fair many years ago. He is as tall as my knees.
My Elephant family, representing me and the lovely Mr S, our eldest daughter, our second daughter and our twins, a son and a daughter. The tiny one is the little person we never met but who will always be one of us.
I managed to get home this afternoon before the black clouds dropped their load.
I’ve put one of our Dahlias into Mum’s green glass.
To keep the flower in place I have used one of Mum’s old flower holders, very heavy and spiky and made of lead I think. It has the manufacturer’s name on the back. I looked it up and Pollards are, still, florists and hopefully, the same firm. I have written to them to see if they can help with dating and the proper name.
We’ve been out and it’s very late so please call back tomorrow for photos and words. 🙂
That was a very busy day. First we went to help paint the old Redruth Library which has been abandoned for sometime but is now undergoing change. It is to become a community space for The Writers’ Block, for creativity, for story telling and writing workshops, for drama and performance. A call was put out for volunteers to help paint the first story telling room so off we went. The pictures tell the start of the restoration of this room, preparation and starting to paint. I did work as well as taking photos! Permission was given for all photos to be shared.
Father and daughter painting
Mother and daughter painting
Wonderful colour was to be found at the National Dahlia Collection where we went late afternoon.
My favourite with a bee
The compost heap
The best was yet to come. We went to St Ives to see the wonderful Peggy Seeger. What a woman she is, still performing at 87, still the fierce feminist and activist. She was supported by her singer songwriter son, Neil and their last song which she said was her goodbye to us all, was her beloved Ewan MacColl’s goodbye to her and his family, “The Joy of Living.” I suspect there were few dry eyes in the house.
I bought a tea towel from her ‘merch’ table – I already had the other stuff!
Bella Lack is an 18-year-old conservationist and environmental activist. In an article I read about her recently, the following struck me. Part of her message is change your behaviours, but live your life. She said, ” We’re protecting the planet. What we’re really protecting is humanity. And, you know, you’ve got to enjoy it whilst you’re here.” She’s right!
You can read all about this remarkable young woman here in the article from The Observer.
Our garden suddenly has quite a lot of flame colours, orange and red: