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Woodpecker, Flowers and A Poem

What a delightful visitor came to our bird feeder this morning! The photo is taken from the kitchen, through the utility room and another six meters up the garden so is on max zoom and a little blurry.

We took some of our last flowers to Ti today – Alstroemeria, Dahlia, Cosmos, Hesperantha and Verbena Bonariensis – all in flower in November!

Ti has a poetry book, a poem for every day of the year. She was delighted when I read today’s poem to her. I also read the poems for all our birthdays which I will share on those days.

 

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Horton, Hearts and A Baby Blanket

Last time we visited our lovely 103 year old friend she asked where my love of elephants had begun. I said my Daddy reading Rudyard Kipling’s story of How the Elephant Got His Trunk might well be part of it. Later that evening I remembered Horton the Elephant, a book by Dr Seuss first published in 1940  which formed an important part of story time when I was little. Not having a copy any longer, I bought a used one from Ebay and it was delivered today. I realise that some of my personal philosophy also came from Horton – to be kind, to be true to my word and, with our children and with those I taught, that I only said what I meant.

“I meant what I said
And I said what I meant….”

The low Autumn sun made a shadow on the ceiling of the glass heart that we have hanging in our front window. I made it in March to show love and support for Ukraine.

We’ve had a quiet afternoon and I finished off the baby rug for the Grandbaby of a friend, in fact the new daughter of the young couple whose wedding ceremony I performed at the beach last year.

 

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Almanac, Biscuits and Planter

We have a delightful little book. Every month has information about the moon and the tides, bird of the month, what to plant and what to harvest , a recipe and a folk song for the month. It is really lovely. I looked ahead to July and found a recipe for Flower Biscuits..

So, I made some! They are  a bit shortbready and have the edible flowers pressed into the biscuit before baking and a lemony glaze when they come out of the oven.

I planted up a tub with purple, white and petunias this afternoon once it was cool enough to work outside.

 

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Eid and Two Novels

Happy Eid to all our family and friends and to everyone celebrating Eid today.

A dear friend lent me a novel by Mary Lawson, The Other Side of the Bridge and I loved it so much I looked for her first, Crow Lake, also set in the wilds of Ontario, and am now halfway through that one. I love the stories of family life, its tensions and its joys  and the descriptions of the world they live it. Her writing is utterly compelling. If you haven’t read any of hers yet, do.I think you might enjoy them too.

 

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Allotment, Kindness and A Good Read

Before we knew that the lovely Mr S would be getting his new knee in February, we planted green manure in three of our beds at the lottie with the intention of digging it all in in the Spring.  Today, lovely friends from the allotment community have helped us – one dug over the three plots and  then sent us the photo and another helped with weeding the bed where we have now lifted the last of our leeks. Thank you to them both for their kindness and thoughtfulness.

Another friend lent me a book she thought I would enjoy – and I did. It is a beautiful story of unexpected friendships, dark secrets and the aftermath of grief, told with tenderness and humour. Thank you, H.  .

 
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Posted by on March 29, 2022 in books, friendship

 

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World Book Day, Street Art and Sheep Art

On World Book Day, it seems right to remember Shirley Hughes who died yesterday. Her beautifully illustrated stories were an integral part of our children’s lives. The children she drew and the situations she put them in were all so real and always had kind outcomes. We still have Helpers, bought in 1975 and now kept here for LiveWires to enjoy.

Helpers by Shirley Hughes

Ute, a blogger friend, has also posted about street art being done in solidarity with Ukraine. Here is one she has discovered:

A local photojournalist spotted some sheep in a field in West Cornwall, painted in the colours of the Ukrainian flag.

Photo by Greg Martin / Cornwall Live

 

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Compliment, Knitting and Frida

It’s National Compliment Day and this delightful one made my day, a quotation from Maurice Sendak, author of the wonderful children’s book, ‘Where the Wild Things Are’.

On #NationalComplimentDay, an all-time anecdote from a 1986 interview with NPR’s Terry Gross

The following is, I hope, a piece of knitting that will appeal to the cat lovers out there. I wish I had made it!

Sorry, don’t know the designer

Another piece of loveliness that came my way today, another piece I wish I had the skill to make!

Frida – Made by Tara Williamson

 
 

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Jolabokaflod

Every Christmas Eve, the Icelandic people practise something called ‘jolabokaflod,’ which translates to ‘Christmas book flood. ‘ Jolabokaflod involves giving books as presents on Christmas Eve, so that friends and family can spend the cozy night in curled up with a good story. This is what we have done for much of  today as Christmas Eve was just too busy for one reason or another. This is my book, Diana Gabaldon’s “Go Tell The Bees That I Am Gone”.  Isn’t it beautiful ? – and I am enjoying the story too. .

 
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Posted by on December 29, 2021 in art, books, Postaday2021

 

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Feast, Fire and The Lottie Cat

What a lovely productive couple of hours at the allotment this afternoon, clearing so much rubbish, catching up with each other in the safety of the great outdoors and sharing a feast.

Working party

Feast  Photo by Sue Hill

 

All the rubbish disappeared into the fire pit.

Fire! Photo by Sue Hill

The Lottie cat, he who has no name, turned up for a stroke. He reminds me of some stories I loved as child, Orlando, the Marmalade Cat, who had such splendid adventures.

 

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Beetle, Book and Scent

Our eldest daughter brought my beautiful15 year old  Beetle home today. She has been caring for it over the lockdowns and now that I can go to choir again, has brought it home.

I have spent the day in the shade on this beautiful sunny day and have read a whole book, completely unable to put it down –  Helen Dunmore’s “Talking to the Dead.”   If you enjoy a taut, psychological story that keeps you guessing, this is for you. It left me stunned.

We walked down to the allotment to check on things this evening and were delighted by the perfume of the  Night Scented Stock, planted in abundance near the shed.

 

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