Today is Mother’s Day in America and my sister, who lives in Hawaii, posted this photo of our beautiful Mum.
We’ve had another squirrel visit today.
14th May is International Dylan Thomas Day and here are just two verses of one of my favourite poems –
Fern Hill
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes, And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves Trail with daisies and barley Down the rivers of the windfall light.
And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, In the sun that is young once only, Time let me play and be Golden in the mercy of his means, And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold, And the sabbath rang slowly In the pebbles of the holy streams.
Loved this rainbow umbrella caught in Fore Street, Redruth this morning.
I’ve made a traybake American Spiced Carrot Cake for Volunteer Sunday tomorrow and had too much grated carrot so I made Carrot Bhajis to go with the delicious sausages bought from the Grow Box in town this morning.
Remembering my lovely, kind and wise Mum today on her birthday.
Enjoy the gallery, photos taken by the lovely Mr S. Click on any photo for the caption and to enlarge. We all certainly enjoyed singing in one of the most beautiful places in the world, Rowena Wade’s Minack Theatre.
After a late breakfast, a quiet catch-up morning, and a cold swim for Daughter No 2 in Portreath, we went off to The Lost Gardens of Heligan for their Night Garden Extravaganza, came home to a vegetarian chilli feast and lastly watched Elf (a film I had never seen) together! Here are just a few of the treasures in the night garden where we also enjoyed hot chestnuts, hot chocolates, mulled wine and toasted marshmallows! A fine time has been had by all. It is so good to be doing things all together..
Just one leaf on this tree has turned and the others are not far behind.
Further along our walk, along Lovers’ Lane, the leaves were crunchy and delightful to walk through.
We are selling our beautiful Welsh dresser. We want something lighter and lower. The auction house tell us that it is from the time of George lll, an C18 piece but that it is worth little, sadly. It is however a piece full of the richness of memories for all four of us siblings and even our friends who knew it from our parents’ home.
We set off to see the Tony Foster exhibition at Truro Museum and came across two more wonderful rooms. What a day! Firstly we came across a beautiful Kurt Jackson painting.
In the next room we came upon a Welly Dog, aka a Tinners’ Hound, made by David Kemp. Regular readers will know that we have our very own Welly Dog and we love him very much, all the more so as he was a gift from the lovely Bill Mitchell.
Then, a small room full of portraits where we came across a friend, an activist in the XR movement, a brave and beautiful person whom we admire so much. Antonia put me in touch with the photographer, Gavan Goulder, who has very kindly and generously given me permission to share it here along with his words which introduce the exhibition and the words of Antonia herself. Here is the link to his website where the words can be read more clearly and many more rebels and their stories can be found. I am so in awe of the bravery of these people who are fighting for our planet and the futures of our children and grandchildren. We help in the ways we can but I am not brave enough to risk arrest despite my Great Granny being a Suffragette who was force fed in Holloway in her battle to gain the vote for us all. In fact, despite the beauty still to come, this exhibition was the highlight of my day. Thank you to Gavan Goulder and to Antonia.
At last, we came to Tony Foster’s work. We heard him talk many years ago, in the Truro Museum, about his paintings done in the Grand Canyon and the Himalayas and there were some of those paintings here today but the special works for me this morning were the little paintings done during lockdowns, all done in Cornwall on his daily and limited walks. Here are his pieces from the second lockdown, each a painting done in the afternoon following his morning walk, whatever the weather based on the little sketches he made while out. Each sketch has a little commentary. Click on the photo and zoom in and you can, just, read the words. If you, dear Reader, are in Cornwall before Christmas, do go to the museum and revel in all the beauty to be found in there. The staff have done a wonderful job of curating all this loveliness.
There will be a few more than six today as yesterday I took photos of everything in flower on the first of the month as a record. Some of the labels are either lost or outside in the rainy dark, sorry! If you’d like to see others’ posts on the Six on Saturday theme, pop over to The Propagator and see the links in the comments.
Sunflower
First wallflower in a tub by the front door
Nelly Moser, keeps giving us one more bloom
White Begonia in a chimney pot
Hesperantha, Pink Princess and a red one
Nasturtium
Oregon Sunset
Yellow Canna in bud, still hopeful that it will open….
