Category Archives: Happiness

Joyful June, A Posy and A Poem

It’s June already!This was the purple, white and green posy we took for Ti today.

We read a new poem with Ti today, ‘Chocolate Cake’ by Michael Rosen – and we all loved it. Here’s a Youtube version of this delightful poem.


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A Hedgehog, A Candle and Blowing Out

I’ve shown you the hedgehogs on the roundabout in Truro when in hibernation. Here is one of them out to welcome the Spring!

Thanks, M, for the photo

I’ve kept the one candle we took for Ti’s 104th birthday.

Here she is blowing it out and laughing.


A Day at Community Roots

Wild weather again, lightning, thunder and really heavy rain,  Most of us worked indoors in  the poly tunnels until the rain lessened late afternoon. The growth of the crops is wonderful. It is inspiring to work at Roots and to be a part of this community. Enjoy the gallery.


Kindness, Calendar and A Butterfly Bun

I saw this today and liked it.

I’m a bit late with this month’s Happiness Calendar…….  Meaningful May

I’ve made buns this afternoon to be made into Butterfly Buns for a special day tomorrow. I had to finish off two so that we could test whether to use commercial jam or my strawberry jam. My freezer jam it will be!




Dawn, Laughter and Salad Crops

Such a pretty pink dawn but the colour really did presage stormy weather.

Some brave souls worked outside in the driving rain this morning at Roots but we stayed in the poly tunnel and pricked out the baby plants (Red Russian kale, lettuce and fennel) into their bigger homes. There’s a lot of laughter as we work!

The salad crops are wonderful, such a colourful selection and very tasty.


Happiness Calendar and Suffragette Colours

Here’s this month’s calendar, Active April.

I’m loving the Anemone Blanda blooms and leaves  in Suffragette colours in our wall garden outside the kitchen.



Singing in Truro Cathedral

What a fabulous event this was to be a part of!

Truro Cathedral Concert

Our wonderful audience raised £720 for our three charities. Here we are singing the wonderful last song, “We Shall Be Known” by Karisha Longaker of MaMuse.

Thank you to the lovely Mr S for the video.


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International Day of Happiness

“The International Day of Happiness is celebrated throughout the world on 20 March. It was established by the United Nations General Assembly on 28 June 2012. The International Day of Happiness aims to make people around the world realise the importance of happiness within their lives.”

On another grey day here in Cornwall,  here are lots of  spring flowers in our front garden to hopefully contribute to happiness for you, dear reader.

This makes for very happy reading!

Have a happy day!


Gift, Hugs and Refugees

A parcel arrived today and what delights were inside! A  reader in the North East who has become a friend has collected lots of beautiful sea-glass and posted it to me. Thank you so much, J, such lovely pieces and colours. Joy!

Along with the glass, in the parcel, were two beautifully made  ‘pocket hugs.’  What a delightful idea!  Our pocket hugs will come on our walks with us

It seems the right time to share again the following poem by W H Auden, written in a different time but with a hurtful relevance today.

Refugee Blues by W H Auden

Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet there’s no place for us, my dear, yet there’s no place for us.

Once we had a country and we thought it fair,
Look in the atlas and you’ll find it there:
We cannot go there now, my dear, we cannot go there now.

In the village churchyard there grows an old yew,
Every spring it blossoms anew;
Old passports can’t do that, my dear, old passports can’t do that.

The consul banged the table and said:
‘If you’ve got no passport, you’re officially dead’;
But we are still alive, my dear, but we are still alive.

Went to a committee; they offered me a chair;
Asked me politely to return next year:
But where shall we go today, my dear, but where shall we go today?

Came to a public meeting; the speaker got up and said:
‘If we let them in, they will steal our daily bread’;
He was talking of you and me, my dear, he was talking of you and me.

Thought I heard the thunder rumbling in the sky;
It was Hitler over Europe, saying: ‘They must die’;
We were in his mind, my dear, we were in his mind.

Saw a poodle in a jacket fastened with a pin,
Saw a door opened and a cat let in:
But they weren’t German Jews, my dear, but they weren’t German Jews.

Went down the harbour and stood upon the quay,
Saw the fish swimming as if they were free:
Only ten feet away, my dear, only ten feet away.

Walked through a wood, saw the birds in the trees;
They had no politicians and sang at their ease:
They weren’t the human race, my dear, they weren’t the human race.

Dreamed I saw a building with a thousand floors,
A thousand windows and a thousand doors;
Not one of them was ours, my dear, not one of them was ours.

Stood on a great plain in the falling snow;
Ten thousand soldiers marched to and fro:
Looking for you and me, my dear, looking for you and me.



Reflection, Surfers and A Number Plate

Daughter No 1 has been with us today to celebrate her birthday so we’ve been to the beach, watched the surfers and the incoming tide for over an hour, called in at The Blue Bar for hot chocolates and cake, talked and talked and talked and had a delicious birthday dinner.  She travelled in her favourite car which has a new personalised number plate, part of her birthday present. I love it!.

Audi S8



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