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Take a Side, Pride and A Poem

24 Jun

We live in very uncertain times and many of us feel worried.  At choir we are learning several songs of strength and resistance written by our leader and I always leave choir feeling stronger and more determined.   One of our songs (and I will share them after their debut concert in July) is about standing up in the face of injustice and defending those less able to do so for themselves. I was reminded of these words of Desmond Tutu:

  “If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality.”

On Sunday, in Saltash, we waited for the Cornwall Pride Bus and the parade. It was brilliant and very well supported. One of our songs is about being who you want to be and loving who you want to love and I will share that one later too.

I have a friend who is a poet and he has recently had an event where he gave away A Poem on a Paper Bag – a delightful idea. He visited Cornwall last week but we have family here so couldn’t meet up. However, he has sent me my very own Poem on a Paper Bag and here it is, in his very own handwriting. Thank you so much, Kim. I love it – Jackdaws caught to perfection!

Kak-Kak by Kim Ridgeon

 
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Posted by on June 24, 2019 in Celebration, Cornwall, friendship, Photography, poetry, Postaday 2019

 

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Feathers, A Nest and Healing Salves

06 Jun

Just inside the car park today, these two little feathers were lying on the ground, looking just like tiny angel’s wings that had fallen from the sky.

Our lighthouse nesting box had to come down today and is due a paint. With the lid off, we discovered a tiny little nest that must have been from last year as no-one took up residence this Spring. If you look carefully, you can make out the neat construction.

This came my  way today and was most timely. I had a nasty experience on a roundabout on my way to Penryn to sing as I was cut up by someone in the wrong lane who cut very tightly in front of me. I was all of a tremble when I arrived and the Singing salve certainly settled me as well as the friendship which surrounded me.

 
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Posted by on June 6, 2019 in community, friendship, nature, Photography, Postaday 2019

 

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Today’s Post, Pretty Things and A Poem

04 Jun

Today’s post brought me a small packet and a card from a friend with whom I used to work. She has seen my glass pieces and sent some earrings for me to use. I have already put three of them into designs and will show you when they are complete.

Card from June

The earrings are perfect for the way I use them Thank you so much, J.

It is 26 years since my Mum died on this day, 4th June in 1993. Last year at this time I showed you some lovely photos. This year, here is a poem I wrote some years ago when challenged to write a 26 line poem, each line starting with the next letter of the alphabet. It was one of those moments. This one is for you, Mum.

As I was walking along the
Beach
Clutching my shoes,
Dipping my toes in the water and
Expecting to meet a
Friend,
Grief
Hit.
I
Just had to
Kneel in the sand,
Linking
My fingers so tightly they became
Numb.
Odd, how the
Passion of grief
Quits only to
Return
So suddenly and unexpectedly.
Then it’s gone again and I’m left
Uplifted by the
Vision of the sea she loved,
Watching
X numbers of
Yachts
Zimming across the waves………..

 
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Posted by on June 4, 2019 in Cornwall, friendship, Photography, poetry, Postaday 2019

 

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The Big Lunch, Some Produce and Joyful June

02 Jun

The Big Lunch at the local allotments was lovely, lots of neighbours and a delicious spread including some scrumptious miniature pasties.

The Poppies were striking and the Artichokes massive.

Here is the Action for Happiness calendar for June.

Joyful June

 
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Posted by on June 2, 2019 in environment, friendship, nature, Photography, Postaday 2019

 

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First House, Pill Creek and An Oak Tree

29 May

The first house we lived in when we moved to Cornwall from Birmingham when I was six years old was this amazing place on the side of the creek. We could walk down the path on the terraced garden to the little shingle beach.

The view down Pill Creek was much like this one , taken from the other side of the creek this afternoon when I visited a very old friend and her daughter (whom I used to babysit for 50 years ago!) who are staying in a holiday let.  We had a fabulous catching-up afternoon.

Pill Creek

Driving home along Pill Lane, I had to pull over to take this photo of a beautiful gnarled old Oak tree.

 
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Posted by on May 29, 2019 in Cornwall, friendship, nature, Photography, Pill Creek, Postaday 2019

 

Garden Bouquet, Bluebell and Kaja

14 May

I collected some prettiness from our garden to make a small bouquet to take to our Dear friend, Ti. In it there was a branch of Crinodendron Hookerarium, some Clematis Montana, two kinds of Pittosporum, some beautifully scented Choisya Ternata Apple Blossom and a few Spanish Bluebells.

In their developing woodland a few English Bluebells have arrived. What a joy!

Kaja loved walking there with us, almost disappearing in the long grass.

Kaja

As I am just finishing writing this evening, Radio 4 has just told me that it is International Dylan Thomas Day. I love the works of this amazing poet who died far too young. If you put his name into my search bar you will find many posts with his poems. His book, “Deaths and Entrances” was my first introduction to his poems, bought for me when I was about 11 years old.

‘A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London’  touched me then and still does.  It is not as harsh as it sounds. He seems to be asking why one death should be mourned more than another. We are all of equal value.

Never until the mankind making
Bird beast and flower
Fathering and all humbling darkness
Tells with silence the last light breaking 
And the still hour
Is come of the sea tumbling in harness

And I must enter again the round
Zion of the water bead
And the synagogue of the ear of corn
Shall I let pray the shadow of a sound
Or sow my salt seed
In the least valley of sackcloth to mourn

The majesty and burning of the child’s death.
I shall not murder
The mankind of her going with a grave truth
Nor blaspheme down the stations of the breath
With any further 
Elegy of innocence and youth.

Deep with the first dead lies London’s daughter,
Robed in the long friends,
The grains beyond age, the dark veins of her mother,
Secret by the unmourning water
Of the riding Thames.
After the first death, there is no other.
 
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Posted by on May 14, 2019 in environment, friendship, garden, nature, Photography, poetry, Postaday 2019, Uncategorized

 

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White Hebe, Lego and Ti’s 100th

07 May

Our White Hebe is flowering and there’s a Bluebell and some Three Cornered Leek peeking through.

We, The Ingleheart Singers, rehearse in Troon Primary School each week and today a board of Lego had been left behind in the hall, taking me back to the days when our kids enjoyed similar toys though the designs have moved on in 40 years!

Many readers will know that we went to a very special Birthday Party on Sunday when our Dear Friend Ti was 100. The local paper, The Falmouth Packet, reported on this remarkable lady You can read the lovely report here in  The Falmouth Packet

 

 
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Posted by on May 7, 2019 in friendship, garden, nature, Photography, Postaday 2019

 

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