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Carn Marth – Walk, Talk and Sketch

A glorious sunny day today with a treat to look forward to – a walk on Carn Marth, talking and sketching! Have a look at the gallery and click on any photo for more detail and the caption.
We were given various small tasks to get us going, (I am a complete novice but have long wanted to sketch) one of which was to collect a colour swatch of what we could find. You will see from the photos that the Carn is a little bleak at this time of year but we all found lots of beautiful colour. Both the North and South Coasts can be seen from this high point and, in the morning it was very clear. We had the most delicious lunch of hot Pumpkin Soup, ciabatta, salad and hummus followed by Lemon Drizzle cake and then more walking, talking and sketching.
Many of us then continued to the Village Hall where we made flowers out of old plastic bottles ready for an event next weekend…..
Many thanks to those who made this brilliant day possible.

Here is one of my sketches along with the wall that I was looking at.

Wall at the top quarry

My sketch

 

 

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Breakfast, Two Love Poems and Bliss

I send love to all my Readers on this Valentine’s Day. May your day be full of grace, peace, love and fun. Our breakfast set the tone for the day.

French toast hearts with blueberries, creme fraiche and Maple syrup

I couldn’t choose today between these two favourites so an e e Cummings for you which have we both loved for the 52 and a bit years we have been together and one from Wendy Cope

I carry your heart

To My Husband by Wendy Cope

In face, today was a day I was not looking forward to as I was to go to St Michael’s Hospital for steroid injections in both ankles in a bid to wipe out the arthritic pain.  I could not have been better looked after by each member of staff I came across, cared for with grace, made to feel peaceful and sharing fun! It was strange to be in the operating theatre fully awake, but being so, I could enjoy, honestly, the banter and the care that I was receiving. Our NHS staff are remarkable. A special note of thanks to Amy. 🙂

It was not the most comfortable procedure but I have walked out in a state of bliss being completely pain free until the local anaesthetic wears off! I’ve walked up the hill in our little town and up and down stairs many times and cannot stop smiling! I have been told to make the best of the next few hours and to be prepared for some discomfort later but we will be able to enjoy our Valentine’s dinner.

Here are my feet, all prepped, just before I was taken down!

Blue suede shoes – not quite!

 

 

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Golden Dawn, Snowdrops and Winter Beach

We can feel the Spring arriving! There was a beautiful golden dawn this morning and tonight, at 5pm,  I drove to choir in day light for the first time for many weeks.

Dawn from the back bedroom

We have Snowdrops in our garden.

Snowdrops

Our walk today was along Cliff Road, by Gylly Beach  and through the park. It was 10C and the wind had dropped.

From Gylly Beach across to St Anthony Head Lighthouse

 

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Christmas Present, Waves and Sunset

What a joy! I have had a proper camera in my hands today thanks to a dear friend who has lent me her Nikon Coolpix until my faulty Canon is mended or I have bought a new Nikon, my preferred make, having been let down by three, yes, three (!) Canons which have all had a ‘lens error’, two outside warranty. Thank you so much. M.

So, here goes, photos from today when the lovely Mr S took me out to straighten out my wires and for us to spend our Garden token Christmas present. We found several air cleaning house plants as on NASA’s list and are very happy with them.Thanks L, T and B.

Plants from Trevenna Cross Nursery

From there we went first to Pentreath where the surfers were enjoying the waves and thence to Mount’s Bay, a perennial favourite, and watched the sunset.

Surfer enjoying the waves at Pentreath

 

 

 

 

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Welly Dogs, Fun and Helping

A delightful day was had by all, half the family going into Truro for shopping and we, with LiveWire T, going into Redruth, enjoying the Welly Dogs, going to Home Ground coffee shop for a treat, playing in the park, chopping the tomatoes for the guacamole for supper and finally learning how to do French knitting.


 
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Posted by on December 29, 2017 in Beauty, Grandchildren, Happiness

 

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Seaweed, Stuffing and Carols

The seaweed along the rope and its reflection in the harbour in Penzance pleased me yesterday.

This afternoon I have made a very pretty stuffing to go with tomorrow’s turkey, Sausage meat with Apple and Cranberries.

 I love getting on with preparations while listening to Carols from Kings on BBC Radio 4. It was something my Humanist Mum and Dad always did on Christmas Eve and I have done it for many , many years too. It is my time in the middle of all the busyness. I then put on the TV loudly in the sitting room and listen all over again while still busy and content in the kitchen.
Happy Christmas to all my readers. May your  days be filled with peace and love and joy.

 
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Posted by on December 24, 2017 in Beauty, Christmas, Food, Happiness

 

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Pylons, Sunset and The Copse

Today we drove home and once again on this journey from London to Cornwall through the English countryside, I was struck by the electricity pylons “striding” across the fields and reminded of this poem by Stanley Snaith in 1933 when these things were new in the landscape.

  • Over the tree’d upland evenly striding,
  • One after one they lift their serious shapes
  • That ring with light. The statement of their steel
  • Contradicts nature’s softer architecture.
  • Earth will not accept them as it accepts
  • A wall, a plough, a church so coloured of earth
  • It might be some experiment of the soil’s.
  • Yet are they outposts of the trekking future.
  • Into the thatch-hung consciousness of hamlets
  • They blaze new thoughts, new habits.
  • Traditions
  • Are being trod down like flowers dropped by children.
  • Already that farm boy striding and throwing seed
  • In the shoulder-hinged half-circle Millet knew,
  • Looks grey with antiquity as his dead forbears,
  • A half familiar figure out of the Georgics,
  • Unheeded by these new-world, rational towers.
 Stanley Snaith, “Pylons,” in The Silver Scythe (London: Blythenhale Press, 1933)

Pylons in the landscape

Driving West we are often lucky enough to catch a lovely sunset.

Sunset

Everyone coming home to Cornwall along the A30 knows that they are almost home when they see this copse at Cookworthy Knapp, a few miles before the Cornish border.

Cookworthy Knapp

My photos were all taken with my phone today, from the moving car.

 

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