I’m loving being able to make new salady dishes with food we have grown. This recipe was from BBC Good Food and is cucumber and fennel in a sour cream and vinegar sauce. It was delicious! Our evening meal of a locally made pie also had homegrown potato salad and homegrown leaves. Pud is another meringue filled with creme fraiche and homegrown tayberries and black currants from the garden.
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Hello everybody! It’s LiveWire3, again, and today, we found lots of things. However, the first thing we did was visit Porthtowan to have some very filling brunch in the Blue bar. Granny got some delicious avocado toast. Most of us had avocado toast so the table was full of green!
While we were walking back, we noticed clusters of snails lying contently on the leaves. Some of them carried sand with them which gave the bushes some texture. We also noticed that on the fence, there were signs about peaceful protests from history. There was a pop of purple, so we looked closer and it was about the suffragettes. My Great, Great, Great Grandmother was a suffragette so this was very special.
A few hours later, we decided to go to Community Roots to go and get a tour and as I was walking looking at the acre of vegetables, I found a four leafed clover! They are extremely rare and these clovers had a special white border and their leaves were much bigger than any other leaves I have seen!
Near what we thought was the end of the tour, one of the staff told us their was a market full of things people have made and small companies so we had an excuse to stay! The market was amazing, full of colourful and ‘beautful things’. We found an ice cream van with a twist! All the ice cream was plant based so my partly lactose intolerant soul told me to ‘Go and get some ice cream!’ So we did and found these crotchet ice creams hanging over us!
When we got back home we had to rest from a very successful day but then Granny had the idea to go for an evening allotment visit where we replanted some fennel we got gifted from Community roots. It looked very happy in its new home!
We’ve been to a fascinating talk this evening about “The Married Widows of Cornwall” in the 19th century, those women whose husbands went abroad taking their hard rock mining skills all over the world, how the women managed and how their lives evolved.
In the village where the talk was happening is the horse sculpture that was made for Armistice Day and was covered then in crafted red and purple poppies. It was lovely to see it covered in spring flowers, also knitted and crocheted. Click on the red link to see the November horse.
On our way through Truro we pass a roundabout that has three huge hedgehogs on it and I noticed the other day that they are in hibernation mode. Nearby is a post box that always has interesting crocheted/knitted toppers. However, we are always in the car when we go by and photos are impossible. Happily, we have good friends who live nearby and M has taken the photos for me. Thank you very much, M!
One of my dear singing friends who lives in a nearby village has sent me this beautiful, detailed and delightful topper from her postbox. What a lot of work goes into these pieces of art that are there for everyone passing by to enjoy. .
In a nearby village, Carnon Downs, there is the most amazing display. It has, in the Main Street, purple poppies to mark the animals lost in war, traditional red poppies to mark the fallen soldiers and a few white ones.
We wear white poppies. They are to mark all those lost to war, past and ongoing, those who were fighting and the civilians caught up in war. Benjamin Zephaniah explains it beautifully.
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.
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.