Another LiveWire filled day!
Friends at choir give me bits of jewellery for my glass work with instructions to give away any pieces that I cannot use so this morning we shared out the pretty bangles and that pleased the LiveWires greatly.
There is a rather grotty corner near our Co-op delivery area that someone has brightened with some planting.
There will be thirteen for dinner tomorrow so we are having to break out the Family Silver! It is from my Mum and Dad’s wedding present canteen (1939) and was a bit tarnished. The three LiveWires took on the polishing to make it all shiny and smart.
Two outside teaspoons polished
LiveWire No 3 didn’t want to go to the beach this afternoon being tired from yesterday’s journey so she read her science magazine and discovered a fun sounding experiment, making bouncy balls. It was a sticky process and here are her lovely little hands. 
She coloured one mix pink and the other blue.
These are the bouncy balls.
Off to St Mawes again today for lunch with my brother and his wife and our youngest daughter, her partner and LiveWire No 4. Paddling and ice creams were the things of choice in the heatwave that is now blowing across the UK.
I enjoyed watching an artist on the road with his palette, painting, I think, one of the pretty cottages but not the sea.
At the beginning of June it was Open Studios and we visited a Woodland Sculpture Garden where I fell in love with a beautiful piece, ‘Finger Labyrinth.’ It has not left my mind and I have pictured it in our garden. Today we went back and bought it and it is now exactly where I had envisioned it and it is perfect. The garden was great fun for LiveWire No 3 who made her own sculptures.
We met a friend for lunch today and I was amused by the loss of the ‘E’ in the sign above the bar.
On our way home from school we stopped at a secondhand shop and LiveWire No 3 chose some pretty jewels for my glass work.
This came my way today – kindness being the most important attribute we can help our LiveWires learn.
As I was driving to buy some more special boxes suitable for posting my glass pieces, I heard a quotation from Samuel Beckett which touched me deeply. One of the loveliest things about having Grandchildren is that moment when you are walking along together and a little hand slips into yours. Even the ten year old still does this and I just love it!
“The child hand raised to reach the holding hand. Hold the old holding hand. Hold and be held.” Samuel Beckett Worstward Ho
I called in for our favourite bread today and the lovely lady who looks after us has had her nails painted for Easter. They look just like little sparkly Easter eggs and I asked if I could take a photo which amused her greatly.
J’s beautiful nails
I had a message today asking me to re-stock my space in The Craft Collective as two more pieces have sold, much to my delight. It was very pleasing too to see one of my pieces in the window.
A bit skew wiff but lovely to see just the same.
Our LiveWires have gone home and it is very quiet today. They had a good time as did we and I was very touched when T, LiveWire no 3 said, “I really want to be a Granny when I’m old enough. It’s fun being a Granny!” Yes, it is!
Climbing on Carn Brea
Swinging at Heartlands
This poem came my way today and touched a chord. I have a favourite walk that I take my mind on when I can’t sleep, around St Anthony Head. Happily, I need this less than when I was working and now , of course, we are close enough to do the walk for real. Then I was in South Yorkshire.
Association by Franz Wright
Dawns when I can’t sleep I walk,
in thought, all the way
around Walden.My father loved Thoreau, I wish
he could have walked there
with me once,my hungover Virgil. Lying in bed
with a big ax
lodged in my head, I still hear himas if from the next room
bumping into things and cursing.
Give us this day, he mutters,our daily stone. Nice.
Can’t blame him, though. This morning
can’t sleep for missing him.
It’s two years since our lovely neighbour, Bill Mitchell, died and he is missed and remembered with great love by so many. This description of grief from a child whose Grandfather had died, I found very touching.
Wisdom of a child
For newer readers, here is the post I wrote about Bill two years ago.
https://mybeautfulthings.com/2017/05/03/bill-mitchell-our-friend-next-door-2121951-1442017/
After coming to singing with me this morning, I let LiveWire No 3 loose with my camera in the garden and she took some beauties. This is my favourite.
Muker, the copper crow
Both youngsters finished off their glass shooting stars this afternoon.
Shooting stars
And, of course, we went to the beach later in the afternoon for another session of dam building and stream diverting.
Having fun
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