A lovely memory in this photo of me and my sister when we were in Seattle..
Today is the birthday of Danylo, one of our Ukrainian friends, who were with us last year. I made this angel with him in mind last year, in the colours of Ukraine and with the words ‘a walk on the beach by the sea’ as that is what he loved to do when staying with us.
Happy Birthday, Danylo
Not sure if I have posted this before. It is always pertinent.
I’ve made my first angel of the season and I’m feeling good!
Tonight I’ve made a gluten free Ginger Spiced Honey Cake for the volunteers tomorrow.
I’ve had another brief letter published in The Guardian. Simple pleasures delight me!
We managed to find a small posy for Ti today – not much colour in our garden at the moment.
I was making a Dauphinoise for our meal tonight and sliced the potatoes on our new mandolin – they looked so lovely I had to take a photo!
Nearly there in this photo, the potatoes, leeks and cream cheese almost layered up ready for our veggie meal this evening.
We were in Truro this afternoon and I spotted these lovely colourful window boxes.
Further on was this shrub that I don’t know the name of, with such pretty flowers. EDIT My lovely blogging friend, Ute, tells me this is called ‘Hot Lips’ from the Salvia family. Or ‘Salvia jamensis’.Thanks,Ute.
We were in Truro to hear various speakers, Palestinian and Jews, all so very concerned about the situation in Gaza. Just one quotation from one speaker for you, heartbreaking rather than beautiful, “We have lost 12,000 smiles.” That made me weep this afternoon and resonates in my head over and over again.
I am reminded of an amazing song by Peggy Seeger, ‘Oh, how I long for peace.” Do click on the link.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=onjWTza9QFE
Walking back from shopping in town today, I chose the Lovers’ Lane route, it’s less hilly than the other routes and prettier.
Lovers’ Lane
It’s Autumn but there are new leaves on the Fern
Asplenium scolopendrium
Further along were the last few scarlet leaves on an Acer.
I was in Truro Cathedral this afternoon with both my choirs as we rehearsed for a very special Carol Service, the ShelterBox Carol Service on December 19th.
AS I GROW OLD I WILL MARCH NOTÂ SHUFFLE
As I grow old
Iwill not shuffle to the beat
of self-interest
and make that slow retreat
​​​to the right.I will be a septuagenarian insurrectionist
marching with the kids. I shall sing
‘La Marseillaise’, whilst brandishing
homemade placards that proclaim
‘DOWN WITH THIS SORT OF THING’.I will be an octogenarian obstructionist,
and build unscalable barricades
from bottles of flat lemonade,
tartan blankets and chicken wire.
I will hurl prejudice upon the brazier’s fire.I will be a nonagenarian nonconformist,
armed with a ballpoint pen
and a hand that shakes with rage not age
at politicians’ latest crimes,
in strongly-worded letters to The Times.I will be a centenarian centurion
and allow injustice no admittance.
I will stage longstanding sit-ins.
My mobility scooter and I
will move for no-one.And when I die
I will be the scattered ashes
that attach themselves to the lashes
and blind the eyes
of racists and fascists.Brian Bilston
Another very productive and happy day spent at Community Roots,
My job, making signs for the crops of salad leaves
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The craftivists have been busy near us – three beautifully detailed postbox toppers.
And the town’s welly dogs also have their poppies……..
With a white poppy added
We are still picking raspberries!
I was also surprised by there being a single white Gladiolus at the allotment.
Blown over but still gorgeous
More chocolate crackle needed tonight after more hours of decorating. Made in minutes , it takes longer to cool than to cook!
Cooling and ready to slice
We’ve been busy decorating today and I’ve taken no photos so here are some beauties from days gone by.
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