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A Gift, Supper and A Poem

Our lovely neighbour came home from an Artists’ Residence in Sri Lanka yesterday and brought me a gorgeous silk scarf in my favourite bright colours and covered in elephants which I love. The work she produced while away is both beautiful and moving. You can read about it here in her blog. Scroll down to the first one, Sura Medura,  to read in sequence.

Beautiful!

I bought a new cookery book last week, The Roasting Tin by Rukmini Iyer and we have already enjoyed two of the recipes. Tonight was both simple and tasty.

Rice with Roasted Brussels Sprouts, Pancetta, Feta and Sunflower Seeds

Tonight on Radio 4’s 5pm programme  there was an article about how stressed people are becoming over Brexit. The whole thing has been a horror movie in our heads since the vote was for leave and it just gets worse as each day goes by.   Finding three beautiful things every day is part of my coping strategy, walking by the sea, being creative with my glass and singing with friends are others and this poem by Mary Oliver offers a walk among the trees “to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.” It is a very lovely poem.

When I am among trees

 

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Poem, Door Hook and A Cartoon

The following tender poem and beautiful art work came my way the other day and I asked for permission to share it here. I love the idea of the “quilt of humanity” and that we all need to recycle, literally and metaphorically, to make our world a safer place to be.

Julia Myers poem with art by Gina Litherland

“The old threads are unraveling,

Get your needles ready.

We are stitching a new quilt

of humanity.

Bring your old t-shirts,

worn out jeans, scarves,

antique gowns, aprons,

old pockets of plenty

who have held Earth’s treasures,

stones, feathers, leaves,

love notes on paper.

Each stitch

A mindful meditation.

Each piece of material

A story.

The more color the better,

so call in the tribes.

Threads of browns, whites,

reds, oranges

Women from all nations

start stitching.

Let’s recycle the hate, the abuse,

the fear, the judgment.

Turn it over, wash it clean,

ring it out to dry.

It’s a revolution

of recycled wears.

Threads of greens, blues, purples

Colorful threads

of peace, kindness,

respect, compassion

are being stitched

from one continent to the next

over forests, oceans, mountains.

The work is hard

Your fingers may bleed.

But each cloth stitched together

Brings together a community.

A world, our future world

Under one colorful quilt.

The new quilt of humanity.”

~Julia Myers

One of our old and very lovely buildings, Redruth Drapery Stores on West End, has been bought and is being renovated to become a place for the community to celebrate the arts in all shapes and sizes. The door hook is either brand new or newly polished and it pleased me.

Shiny door hook

This cartoon, in The Guardian this morning, made me laugh. I, too, have been watching the petition numbers go up but not so obsessively I needed a bucket.

Clare in the Community

 

 
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Posted by on March 27, 2019 in art, Beauty, embroidery, Humour, Postaday 2019

 

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Sign, Pavement and Blossom

What a delightful way to show where the town’s library can be found!

Sign to the Library

Behind the sign the pavement is inlaid with  a design of birds and flowers.

Inlay on the pavement

On a street full of trees full of blossom, this one stood out as absolutely glorious.

White blossom

 

 

Raindrops, Beuret and A Poem

I am always entranced by raindrops on leaves and flowers. This leaf is particularly beautiful. Do zoom in to see the best version.

Raindrops

My bEUret arrived today ready for Saturday’s March.

bEUret

Today is the International Day of Happiness and the Spring Equinox. Let’s all be happy that Spring is on her way. BBC Radio 4 have been playing readings of Spring poems all day and I particularly liked The Trees by Philip Larkin, read by Alex Jennings.

The Trees by Philip Larkin

The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.

Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too,
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.

Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

 

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Front Garden, Special Blossoms and A Pan

Our front garden is full of Primroses and some Periwinkles have called in from next door – they look lovely together.

Primroses and Periwinkles

The Fritillaria are beginning to bloom. Here are the first two. The chequered ones are quite remarkable.

Fritillaria

I made Leek and Potato Soup today for lunch and was delighted by the rainbow in the pan as I started. I don’t know what has caused our panbow!

Panbows

 
 

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Narcissi, More Little Jewels and A Finger Plate

I passed by a bank of Narcissi this afternoon and they made me smile.

Narcissi

Choir friends brought me some more  bits of jewellery for my glass work. I am going to have so much fun with all these little treasures!

Gifts from Anne and Jan – thank you both

Visiting friends this evening, I was very taken by the beautiful finger plate on their sitting room door. It is Newlyn copper and is very special. Apparently, when there were not enough fish to be caught or the weather was too bad to go out fishing, the fishermen were taught to work with copper, making small pieces for domestic use. This piece is really lovely with its fish and seaweed in the design.

Finger plate

You may find this page interesting explaining more about Newlyn copper.

 

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Full Moon, A Wall and A Poem

Th full moon last night, a Super Moon, was magnificent! It had a gorgeous corona around it.

Super Moon

This wall amused me today, glass bottle bottoms and old bottles. Further along was a beaker. Reminds me a little of my Boody Garden.

Wall with trinkets

Here is another of Kim Ridgeon’s poems. I love his work.

Beneath All This by Kim Ridgeon

 

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