We met at the Blue Bar for a long and lazy brunch, spent the next three hours playing on the beach, had MooMaid ice creams for lunch, came home and played in the garden, had dinner outside, visited the allotment and waved goodbye. What a lovely, lovely day and a wonderful start to Joyful June!!
We decided that our walk today need to be by the sea but when we got there the sun had gone in, the wind was wild and cold and damp, the sea was grey and we didn’t stay long.
Along the path to the beach is a very pleasing timeline of protest. Today I give you the first few….
I subscribe to Poem-a-Day and today this beautiful lullaby arrived in my inbox. Many of the poems that arrive are not in the public domain and are still in copyright so I can’t share them with you but this one is available so here you are. I think it’s very lovely.
A Mojave Lullaby by Bertrand N. O. Walker
Sleep, my little man-child, Dream-time to you has come.In the closely matted branches Of the mesquite tree, The mother-bird has nestled Her little ones; see From the ghost-hills of your fathers, Purpling shadows eastward crawl, While beyond the western sky-tints pale As twilight spreads its pall.
The eastern hills are lighted, See their sharp peaks burn and glow, With the colors the Great Sky-Chief Gave your father for his bow. Hush my man-child; be not frighted, ‘Tis the father’s step draws nigh. O’er the trail along the river, Where the arrow-weeds reach high Above his dark head, see He parts them with his strong hands, As he steps forth into view. He is coming home to mother, Home to mother and to you.
Sleep my little man-child, Daylight has gone. There’s no twitter in the branches, Dream-time has come.
This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on November 15, 2020, by the Academy of American Poets.
The mural outside Just Delights in Penryn is changed each season. If you saw the winter one, this has just had Spring added!
by Elizabeth Perry
When we voted today we went by a Memorial garden that we haven’t seen before.
We had a walk on Porthtowan Beach late this afternoon and I found my first piece of sea-glass. The waves were quite dramatic and being enjoyed by lots of surfers and at the edge was a toddler with a fishing net splashing about.
Just as we were preparing to sing ‘Lean On Me’ at the World Refugee Day event, I heard that my older brother and his wife, on their way from the airport to be with us in Cornwall for a family reunion, had had a car accident, their car written off and they in the Royal Cornwall Hospital. You can imagine how I felt, out of phone signal and ten miles from home. Eventually we managed to be in contact and have since learned that my SIL has three broken ribs and my Brother is fine, though shaken. The beautiful thing is that they are both still with us. We have yet to see them since their arrival but did meet with their son, his wife and two beautiful children last night. Having them in last night’s audience was a comfort indeed as were my lovely friends, G, D and R to whom I say, thank you for being there, for me to lean on.
Today the sun is shining, it is the Summer Solstice, the Longest Day and we are preparing for Saturday’s gathering of the clan from Germany and America, London, Norfolk and Exeter. Sadly, my Sister from Hawaii cannot be here and neither can our Barcelona bunch but they will all be here with us in spirit.
Our performance yesterday is now on YouTube. Do have a listen. After only 3 rehearsals, the community of Porthtowan came together to raise money for refugees by performing at the open mic session in the Blue Bar. ‘Lean On Me’ by Bill Withers, arranged by Claire Ingleheart.
The hand you will see pointing at 1’21” is my Great Niece pointing me out to her parents who are in the foreground for most of the video.
I spotted this ‘pasty’ in the car park after singing this morning.
The driver was sitting in the van and was amused to see me taking a photo.
We went to Porthtowan for a cliff walk and supper at The Blue Bar tonight as I wanted to see the sunset. I loved one of the house names up the side of the path.
The waves were good and splashy against the rocks and the sunset was gorgeous. Click on a photo see the detail.
Sunset at Porthtowan
P.S. As I was writing this, a message came in on Facebook which made me very happy. Apparently it is World Teachers’ Day and one of my ex pupils has named me for the help I gave her. It is lovely to be remembered so.
The day started with brunch at the Blue Bar in Porthtowan, a favourite haunt, moved on to beaching and belly boarding and ended with a party held in our honour with the loveliest presents made by the family and involving lots and lots of our friends.
The party photos are almost all face on so I can’t use them here. Suffice it to say that we were served a veritable feast cooked up by our kids and their partners, danced along to the music sent as gifts by friends, of which more later and wept with joy at the love and forethought that had gone into their presents to us, more of that later too.
Prawn, Avocado and Smoked Salmon first course
Hake on a Ragu with Chorizo, with Samphire and Sweet Potato Mash
Lime and Ginger Cheesecake with a Brownie and a golden egg
It’s only rock and roll, but I like it!
Day 7 will follow tomorrow! It has been an exhaustingly happy week so far!