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Welly Dogs, Leaves and Geranium

Our Welly Dogs have been given poppies for Remembrance Day.  Redruth is very proud of its Tinners’ Hounds made by David Kemp. Follow this link to find out more about the sculptor and his intriguing work.

On the lane home, the trees are changing colours.

We are delighted with our new Geranium, planted only a couple of months ago. It hasn’t stopped flowering since we put it in the front garden.

Geranium Rozanne

 

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Walk, Fungi and Allotment

We managed to find an hour without rain this morning and went for a hasty walk, arriving home just as the heavens opened again.

We love this Oak tree and this lane

Blue skies

Towards the end of the walk were some very pretty fungi (Sorry, Commonprose, I know fungi are not your favourites)

Variety?

We grabbed another gap in the stair-rod showers to get on with the weeding on our plot. We found shelter for the first downpour but the second one drenched us on our five minute walk home.

Other plots seen from our shelter from the storm

 
 

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Visiting, Colour and Free Food

I had a delightful visit with a lovely choir friend this morning, treated to Lemon Drizzle Cake and coffee and special cookies to bring home. Suddenly J said, “There’s a heron in the garden!” and there it was, just 6′ away at first. He was eyeing up the fish in the pond but took to flight when I stepped out to get more pictures.  Here are the photos I managed to get of this elegant creature. Apparently the Heron signifies patience, just waiting and going with the flow – seems about right for these strange times.

Walking home I passed a lovely  tree, covered in gloriously glowing Autumnal colours.

A bit further on, along the lane, were some delicious Blackberries and I remembered to take the photo this time before I ate them all!

 

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Rose, Hydrangea and A Poem

We have yet another bloom on our Golden Wedding bush and two more buds if they survive the storms.

I tried to take a photo of a lovely blue hydrangea for a reader that I know loves them but the wind was wild! I took a short video instead.

Daughter No 3 sent me this beautiful poem thinking it might qualify as a “beautiful thing.” It most certainly does. My photo is of the moon rising over St Agnes Beacon,  three weeks or so ago.

“If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month” by Cathy Ross

If the moon came out only once a month
people would appreciate it more. They’d mark it
in their datebooks, take a walk by moonlight, notice
how their bedroom window framed its silver smile.

And if the moon came out just once a year,
it would be a holiday, with tinsel streamers
tied to lampposts, stores closing early
so no one has to work on lunar eve,
travelers rushing to get home by moon-night,
celebrations with champagne and cheese.
Folks would stay awake ’til dawn
to watch it turn transparent and slowly fade away.

And if the moon came out randomly,
the world would be on wide alert, never knowing
when it might appear, spotters scanning empty skies,
weathermen on TV giving odds—“a 10% chance
of moon tonight”—and when it suddenly began to rise,

everyone would cry “the moon is out,” crowds
would fill the streets, jostling and pointing,
night events would be canceled,
moon-closure signs posted on the doors.

And if the moon rose but once a century,
ascending luminous and lush on a long-awaited night,
all humans on the planet would gather
in huddled, whispering groups
to stare in awe, dazzled by its brilliance,
enchanted by its spell. Years later,
they would tell their children, “Yes, I saw it once.
Maybe you will live to see it too.”

But the moon is always with us,
an old familiar face, like the mantel clock,
so no one pays it much attention.

Tonight
why not go outside and gaze up in wonder,
as if you’d never seen it before,
as if it were a miracle,
as if you had been waiting
all your life.

“If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month” by Cathy Ross, from If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month. © Forsythia Press, 2012.

I have tried to track down the poet but cannot find any contact to ask her permission to post it. L found it on another blog and I have contacted the blog writer who doesn’t know how to get in touch with Cathy Ross. If anyone out there can help, please do.

 

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Number 50, Lunch and A Sign

I sent photos of the new masks to Barcelona last night and this morning had a call – teenage LiveWire doesn’t want beads this time, please can I make another with elastic? Of course! That makes a total of 50 and today I have cleared away all my sewing stuff ready to get my glass out again.

Patterned lining so it’s different from her Dad’s

Lunch was mini pizzas made with part baked rolls, some reduced passata with herbs, pomodorino tomatoes and cheese – scrumptious!

Coming up from town, we noticed a warning sign, kindly put out by someone along our lane.

Monday night is choir rehearsal. I really miss my singing and the people with whom I sing.

 

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Autumn Colour and Yet More Masks

The beautiful Autumn day saw us just take our local walk where there was a surprising amount of colour – and lots of blackberries still to snack on.

Much of my day was spent completing the next set of masks for our Barcelona family. That’s 49 I’ve made altogether, for us, family and friends and I think that’s enough!

Masks for Mum, Dad, teenage daughter and three year old twins

 

Berthe Morisot and An Autumn Walk

We joined a Zoom lecture this morning about my favourite artist, Berthe Morisot. It was given by Stella Grace Lyons and was fascinating.

The Cradle by Berthe Morisot

Afterwards, it being a glorious Autumn day, we went off for a favourite walk along to Loe Bar on the Penrose Estate. Join us!

 

 

 

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Tunnel Lane, Bark and Ice-Cream

We are so lucky with our lovely walk into town!

Isn’t this beautiful bark?

A walk on the cliffs and an ice-cream finished off our day.

Ice cream at Godrevy

 

 

 

 

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Honesty, Leaves and Wild Fuchsia

I love how the sunlight came through the Honesty seed pods.

These fabulous red leaves were hanging over a fence on my walk today.

I also love the delicate Wild Fuchsia that grows in Cornish hedgerows.

I’m having problems accessing likes and comments. The notifications button shows nothing but when I visit someone else’s blog, the button lights up! My apologies if I have missed any comments from you, Dear Readers.

 
 

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Bird Feeder, Fuchsia and Tide Clock

There are still lots of berries in the garden yet the birds are emptying the feeders faster and faster! I love that lots of Goldfinches are ‘a charm.’

We planted this glorious Fuchsia at the weekend, what rich colours.

The tide clock that we have had for almost 12 years stopped working so I had to order another. We can’t set it until the next full moon, October 31st, at high tide, which will be at 17.01 so we will have to be patient until then.

 
 

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