It was a cold and windy day for a walk in very welcome bright sunshine along the cliffs at St Agnes.
The gorse along the cliffs was glowing yellow.
Driving home we followed a kiss in the sky.
The tide was out at the Penryn River this morning when we went to sing at the Zed Shed. A lone swan had walked in the mud and was preening itself.
Two more Iris Reticulata have opened, sorry I don’t know their names. I love how raindrops collect on their petals. There’s a name for that effect but I can’t bring it to mind. Perhaps, you, Dear Reader, will remember it..
The lovely Mr Smith’s birthday is today so his chosen trip was to St Ives and the Tate followed by lunch at his favourite place in Penzance, Mr Billy’s.
On the way through we called in at a new gallery, The Livingstone, and I totally fell for a wonderful pair of earrings. Sadly, they were being sold with a necklace that I didn’t want (and I couldn’t afford the whole set anyway).
I loved this van belonging to a decorator, parked near the harbour.
It has been a very Happy birthday day – family phone calls, cards and presents and serendipitously bumping into good friends in Tate St Ives!
Another cold, damp day but the volunteers’ spirits are never dampened. Just see what’s growing, what’s being harvested, the new beds being prepared – and all the smiling faces. The solemn faces only showed when the serious business of consuming delicious, freshly prepared vegetable soup was the job in hand.
I always love seeing raindrops hovering on flower petals. Our Iris Reticulata, Harmony, one of the miniature irises which we grow in old chimneys, were holding raindrops this morning.
In a bunch, their blue is quite magnificent.
We visited a friend today and saw a beautiful Jay through the window. Of the eight photos I took , this is the only one where it was still enough for a moment.
At Community Roots today we prepared Willow whips for planting and then I worked with P and G to take cuttings from the rather tired sage plant while the lovely Mr S worked on other jobs.
In November we put elastic bands on the veg bags so that they could be tie dyed. Today we undid them and this is the one I worked on.
We caught the sunset, the new moon and Venus in one shot this evening.
Such a beautiful day with bright sun and the bluest of skies so we went to the beach and one of our Hooligan friends came with us.
One of our young Hooligan Art Community friends has been back to Kyiv in between her visits here and she brought us all gifts of pins. Mine means Freedom and Will and joins my Ukrainian flag on my bag. The lovely Mr S has the military roadblock being used to stop Russian tanks and Sue-next-door has the word for bread (palianytsia) , a word that Russians can’t say so it is used to establish nationality.