So pleased that we’ve had a bright cold day with clear skies so that we can see this month’s full moon, known as the Wolf Moon because wolves were more likely to be heard howling at this time. The BBC video below explains the name further. Just click on the red link. 
https://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/feeds/60002675
I love the ghostly effect of the branches in the next shot.
I was given a lovely white Azalea for my birthday and it is still lovely with many more blooms to come. 
Whatever the season, I love watching the huge old oak tree on one of our local walks.
Nearer to home is a camellia tree in full bloom.
We made individual pies today, known as J’s Pies as I first made them over a video call with LiveWire No 2.
Today I spotted a Snowdrop from the kitchen window and when I went to get a photo realised that there are also some Grape Hyacinths hiding in the border and, then, among the Primrose flowers, a remarkable translucent bloom.
Most feeders were empty this morning so the Goldfinches weren’t visiting. This seemed to make the Great Tits braver and three took it in turns to come for peanuts.
Walking up from the allotment this evening, the sun was setting behind Carn Brea.
Carn Brea Castle and the Bassett Monument
I found this poem very moving.
We have several daffodil bulbs up and with buds!
Good advice from Gandhi.
My brother has written today to confirm the story I told you yesterday. How Sidney Poitier came to hear of Mum’s work, we don’t know except that she was known within the teaching world for her excellence in teaching deaf children. My brother thinks he had a deaf child himself and wanted to know from the best how to help her.
I missed this Hydrangea bloom from my blog yesterday, in the front garden. Lots of plants seem fooled by the unseasonably warm weather we are having.
I have quoted Arundhati Roy before and love these words of hers too.
Imagine another world. Arundhati Roy
Dear Reader, have you watched “Don’t Look Up” ? If not, please do. It’ll set you thinking.
Birthday breakfast of Bucks Fizz and home baked croissants followed by a visit to Chapel Porth where we walked up the cliffs to Wheal Coates enjoying the challenge, the ozone and the sounds of the sea – such a lovely birthday treat.
My Dear Friend of 30+ years died on 28th December and from now on my blog will be in her memory as well as Kath’s. Angie was my TA at school and we became the very best of friends. We also shared today as our birthday.
My Dear friend Angie
We spent hours together at school and even more hours together in the pub unwinding from the week. When I retired, knowing my love of words, Angie gave me a beautiful little book in which to collect quotations. The first quotation was one Angie chose herself and summed up our friendship perfectly. She was a very special individual and I shall always treasure the love and the laughter that we shared.
I have since discovered that the words are by Dinah Maria Craik (20 April 1826 – 12 October 1887) an English novelist and poet. Thanks for everything, Angie.
We heard yesterday of a family of Syrian refugees who have been homed in a town nearby. They have four small children and escaped Syria with nothing. We had a bag of soft toys that our LiveWires have grown out of so we found out where to take the bears and they will make their way to the family in time for Christmas.
Looking a bit sad and needing a new home
While we we were in Penzance we visited our favourite bookshop, of course.
There is an excellent view of St Michael’s Mount as you leave the town, better on a sunny day but always impressive.
St Michael’s Mount
What a lovely productive couple of hours at the allotment this afternoon, clearing so much rubbish, catching up with each other in the safety of the great outdoors and sharing a feast.
Working party
Feast Photo by Sue Hill
All the rubbish disappeared into the fire pit.
Fire! Photo by Sue Hill
The Lottie cat, he who has no name, turned up for a stroke. He reminds me of some stories I loved as child, Orlando, the Marmalade Cat, who had such splendid adventures.
It is the anniversary of the death/assassination of John Lennon, English singer, songwriter, musician and peace activist – one of the Beatles. I saw The Beatles several times in the ’60s in a very small venue above the Co-op when I (briefly) lived in Doncaster as a teenager. We loved them and this day in 1980 was a very sad one. This lovely photo came my way today.
Photo by Bruce McBroom © Apple Corps Ltd.
This is delightful and made me smile.
We went to visit our dear friends today, one of whom is our lovely 102 year old whom you may have read about before. I took her one of my angels from yesterday, the top one if you saw yesterday’s blog. We sang carols and ate mince pies and had a lovely afternoon together. As we left, the sun had gone down and the sky, very dramatic. I loved the weather vane against the sky. Camera was on the wrong setting hence the fuzz.
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