Daughter No 3 has been here for the day along with her partner and their daughter and what a truly lovely day we have had together hanging out in the garden, having lunch and then a lively walk along the Flat Lode Trail. We haven’t seen them all for many months so this afternoon had its emotional moments.
Dancing up the trail
Two generations looking out of Wheal Uny
We spotted a little moth on the down pipe.I think it’s a Striped Twin-spot Carpet moth.
While the grownups were chatting, LiveWire No 4 declared herself bored and her daddy introduced us to a beautiful poem, ” You’re Bored, Child? ” by Felix Dennis, a poet new to me but one I intend to find out more about. Read it aloud, hear the assonance and the alliteration, picture ‘life’s miracle’ unfolding in front of you. I love it!
Look at the birds.
Learn to listen to their chatter,
Their flitting, twittering flights for no
Discernible purpose; the clatter
And the cawing of that black crow,
The furtive, dry-leaved peck and scrape
Of blackbirds blundering in a bush
Seeking worms and beetles; the shape
Of the wagtail’s wing; the shove and push
Of tits among the bacon rinds;
The eerie, invisible knock,
Knock knock as a woodpecker finds
A bark grub; the wheeling starling flock.
Look at the birds.
Look at the earth.
Scoop up a handful in your palm.
Not for nothing have men plundered,
Murdered, fought and wrought great harm
Among their kind — whole empires sundered —
Just to own it, or to believe
They did. Crumble it. What’s it worth?
Ask a farmer stooping to sheave
A field of sun ripe wheat. The Earth!
The land! Listen, listen to me!
The blood of kings lies in your hand,
What came before— and what shall be.
Think on it. Seek to understand.
Look at the earth.
Look at the sky.
An emptiness? The blue-walled womb
Of all that is, of all that ever
Grazed or grew or swam — and met its doom —
Beneath our tyrant sun. Forever
Heaving, blowing, sleeting, snowing,
Raining, resting — bringing with the night
Its velvet, eerie canvas, glowing
With long dead messengers of light.
And yet, who looks— with wit to see?
Should you take long enough to chart
This wheel of time and mystery
Life’s miracle will swamp your heart.
Look at the sky.
You’re bored, child?
This is the first time this year that we have seen the Greenfinch at the feeder.
Our edible garden is blooming . We can’t keep up with it all.
This afternoon I have baked, over Skype, with LiveWire No 3 who is now 9 years old. T chose the recipe and we cooked along together, all sorts of ‘homeschooling’ going on without anyone noticing – reading and maths, chemistry and problem solving! T’s ganache turned out much better than mine! We now have the most delicious Chocolate Mud cake in each of our homes! I’ll decorate the rest of it with Violas tomorrow – and the second layer when friends call by for tea in the garden on Friday. It was a brilliant afternoon that we both enjoyed enormously. It’s my turn to choose the recipe for next week. That one will take some beating!
T’s Chocolate Mud Cake, double layers
Just one layer split for us, the other piece being frozen for another time.
Because squirrels kept eating the bird food, we bought a baffle to stop them,
However when I came down this morning, there was a squirrel feasting on the bird food! We think he may have jumped from Welly Dog up to the ring on the feeder – clever little beast!
The lane we love is getting darker and darker as the oak tree leaves get thicker – and it was a very grey day today.
Sunday is our day for reading stories to the little LiveWires in Barcelona. They have loved the monster book that our dear friend lent us, “When a Monster is Born” so much that we thought we would add to their Monster education by getting ”Not Now, Bernard” for them too. We read this to our own four some 40 years ago and it is still a best seller. They loved it!
There was a peaceful and socially distanced Black Lives Matter demonstration in Falmouth today that, but for the virus, we would have been at. Instead, we lit a candle which we burned for almost nine minutes. Our son in Barcelona and his (Senegalese) 12 year old daughter were at the event in Barcelona which was very well attended.
The Thyme plants in our herb wall have become very woody and so I felt we needed to replace them. The lovely Mr S found me three plants recently so today was the day to get them planted.
So, here they are in their new home – a creeping one called Creeping Red, some French Thyme and a variegated one called Silver Posie.
We have just been reading to our littlest LiveWires (3 years old) who live in Barcelona and it was wonderful! They were both engaged and joining in and we had to read three books as they kept saying, “More please!” Thank goodness for Skype!
It is World Bee Day today and we had some in the garden where we have been working most of the day as the sun has been shining again.
I’ve finished one set of masks for the Barcelona branch of the family -one each for Mum, Dad, LiveWire no 1 and twin LiveWires 5 and 6. I expect you can tell which fabrics the little ones chose. I hope that, having chosen their own fabrics online from our local shop, Redruth Sewing Studio, they will be willing to wear them. There are other fabrics to be made up in the next batch.
Our walk today was late as we waited for. the rain to stop but the light was good. We often think of our LiveWires when we do this walk as they have enjoyed it with us many times when on holiday here. We have been watching the Foxgloves growing and today saw one just beginning to bloom.
The following photo is for J who, as mentioned, has enjoyed this walk with us and whom we hope will be on The Great Flat Lode with us again before too long. Can you see what’s in the distance, J?
It is Echium season and there are some wonderful examples in neighbours’ gardens. The bees, who love these blooms, can be heard before one even sees the plant.
Forty two years ago yesterday, September 29th 1977, the older of our baby twins was operated on to save his life. He was 13 days old and the surgeon described his aorta as being as narrow as the inner tube of a biro. That wonderful surgeon, Mr Devereux, saved D’s life. I am reminded of this as a friend mentioned that yesterday was World Heart Day.
That lovely boy, who had to undergo two more heart operations, the second at 6 months and the final one at two and a half, is now the father of twins himself, LiveWires 5 and 6.
The most important thing for us all to learn, in my mind, is to be kind.The following is what I wish for all our LiveWires.