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A Delivery, A Gift and A Special Message

Although we need to have deliveries in lockdown, we want to cut big supermarkets out as much as possible so when our local Greengrocer, The Grow Box, first expanded their range, then added a butchery department, we decided to give them a go. Wow! We are not disappointed! Easy to get a slot for delivery and a lovely chap at the door with paper bags full of fresh stuff for the next week. Just look – and almost all local, Cornish produce – eggs, milk, sausages, leeks and carrots, broccoli and a courgette. Only the fruit will have traveled far.

We have spent several hours at the allotment today and have nearly cleared the patch outside the fruit cage – very satisfying! Even better, was being brought a beautiful Savoy cabbage by fellow allotmenteers to welcome us into the community – how very lovely and we’ve had some of it tonight with our Cornish sausages.

Yesterday, I made some family fudge from my Granny’s recipe. Today, there was a comment from my cousin in Australia as follows:

“I remember this fudge well! It appears in my mother’s recipe book as ‘Mima’s Fudge’ and was a special treat during my childhood. I now have the urge to make a batch!”

That absolutely delighted me! I will post the recipe soon but be warned, it is very wicked indeed!

 

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A Poem, Kindness and Hope

I promised you a poem that I was sent recently. Here it is, another by Mary Oliver.  Kindness is so very important, at all times, but especially now in these very uncertain times. I send love and peace to you all along with this lovely poem.

Why I Wake Early – Mary Oliver

Hello sun in my face,
Hello you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety –

 

best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light

 

good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.

There was a wonderful interview on the Today programme on Radio 4 this morning with a 100 year old man, Eddie Jaku, who had kindness in his soul, who had been in concentration camps and come out with the thought that he must counteract all cruelty with kindness. If you would like to listen to the whole interview , here is the link https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p08y82p9

There were words of his that I scribbled down at the point of listening, that I wanted to keep for ever.

“One flower is my garden
One good friend is my world”

“Three H – hope, health and happiness – happiness is the only thing that doubles when you share it. ”

What a wonderful man!  Do listen if you can.

I’ve been ‘resting’ all day as I was allowed to have the steroid injection in my hip yesterday and was told to rest for 48 hours to get the best benefit. I have spent the whole glorious day embroidering the panels that I am making for two of our LiveWires for Christmas. I don’t understand why I can have multiple injections. in my hip and only three in my ankles but I am not going to question it! I can’t show you the panels yet so here is a lovely photo of one of our planters in the Spring to give us all hope for the next Spring to come.

 

 

 

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Weeding, Rainbow Colours and Progress

We’ve spent several happy hours at our allotment today, weeding a bit more and planting some Osteospermum which we have had in pots at home  over the summer.

The next door plot has some amazingly beautiful Rainbow Chard. I’m tempted to grow it just for the winter colour but neither of us like eating it so there doesn’t seem much point. We need to grow plants we like to eat!

These photos came my way today with the words: “Rosa sat so Ruby could walk, so Kamala could run. “So delighted by the election results in America, so relieved, so happy for all friends, family and citizens in the US. I especially love the last picture.

 

P.S. Nearly forgot, for Remembrance Day, knitted white poppies for Peace outside our favourite pub, photo taken a few days ago.

 

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Action Calendar, Pigeons and Cake

A November lockdown in the UK isn’t going to be easy for anyone and much harder for some. Action for Happiness have made their calendar for November to help give some focus and to help keep our spirits up. Feel free to share it far and wide. Here is the link for you to have a bigger version. I love their motto – Keep Calm, Stay Wise and Be Kind. Stay safe, dear Readers.

It’s very windy still and our resident pigeons have been trying to keep warm by fluffing up their feathers. We tried to get a photo of the pair but there was always one out of focus.

It was a baking afternoon, Pear and Chocolate Cake to eat warm with ice-cream – scrumptious, of course!

 

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Allotment, Glass and Blues

We have an allotment! We have been on the list for some time and today we have come to the top. We have a starter plot, one third of a proper plot, to see how we go. We are on trial for 3 months and are very excited to get started and to be a part of this vibrant community. As you can see, there is some work to be keeping us busy.

Sadly, because of the Covid situation, the gallery where I have had my glass is closing. We are a co-operative and haven’t been able to open since the March lockdown. Today, I went to collect the pieces that were first put into the gallery for Valentine’s Day. Something good came out of this sadness though – I was so pleased to see my work and to remember how pretty it is and the fun I had making it all, that I am re-inspired to get on with more making! 

As we were so close to the sea while near the gallery, we went for a walk along the sea front and just loved the blues in the sea.

From Gylly to Pendennis

 

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Engine House, Waves and A Happy Dog

A favourite walk today along the beach at Chapelporth and tonight another Thali with friends at the Eco Park – a lovely, almost normal, day.

Wheal Coates

 

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Apples, Happiness and Help

A couple of days ago, the friends we met at the drive-in gave us some apples from their tree, Russets which are my favourites. There aren’t this many left now!

Thanks M&J who know how much I love this variety.

These words work for me.

In the words of William Blake, today “I told my wrath.”  I wrote to WordPress expressing my frustration and irritation at the Block editor and the circles I was going around trying to follow the instructions from kind blogger friends to re-establish Classic. One of their Happiness Engineers (!) helped me get Classic back and now I am much happier than I was last night! It’s been interesting to read of the same feelings expressed by so many other bloggers. Thanks, Mike!

 

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National Poetry Day, A Walk, A Poem and Optimism

It’s National Poetry Day today and you can read and hear our Poet Laureate, Simon Armitage’s  new poem written for today, an uplifting one about communication in the time of Covid – Something Clicked

We followed a new walk this morning through woods and lanes, leaves, streams and livestock! Join us along the way. Click on any photo in the gallery for the bigger version. Underneath is another poetry gem for you, reflecting on the changing season. It seemed right for today to go with our walk.  Thanks, Kim.

From ‘Uncovering’ 2013 by Kim Ridgeon

It’s October 1st and here is this month’s help chart from Action for Happiness. Print it out and be optimistic! Optimists have more fun!

There’s the first full moon of this month tonight but, sadly,  it is hiding behind the clouds.

 

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ISS, Street Art and Hugs

I couldn’t sleep last night and went downstairs soon after 5am. The kitchen was as bright as if there were lights left on and I realised that the half moon was shining in a very clear sky. I stayed for several minutes looking at the stars and then the International Space Station appeared from the right and made its way across the sky. I checked on the website and saw that it was due over at 5.22. Serendipity indeed. I went back to sleep happy!

We are enjoying the street art in our town, encouraging people to wear their masks.I really like this one.

Dear friends from choir drove by today as I was planting bulbs in the front garden. They stopped and came into the back garden for tea, cake and a chat. It was so lovely to see them but we missed our hugs.

 
 

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Walk, Moth and A Poem

Daughter No 3 has been here for the day along with her partner and their daughter and what a truly lovely day we have had together hanging out in the garden, having lunch and then a lively walk along the Flat Lode Trail. We haven’t seen them all for many months so this afternoon had its emotional moments.

Dancing up the trail

Two generations looking out of Wheal Uny

We spotted a little moth on the down pipe.I think it’s a Striped Twin-spot Carpet moth.

While the grownups were chatting, LiveWire No 4 declared herself bored and her daddy introduced us to a beautiful poem, ” You’re Bored, Child? ” by Felix Dennis, a poet new to me but one I intend to find out more about. Read it aloud, hear the assonance  and the alliteration, picture  ‘life’s miracle’ unfolding in front of you. I love it!

Look at the birds.
Learn to listen to their chatter,
Their flitting, twittering flights for no
Discernible purpose; the clatter
And the cawing of that black crow,
The furtive, dry-leaved peck and scrape
Of blackbirds blundering in a bush
Seeking worms and beetles; the shape
Of the wagtail’s wing; the shove and push
Of tits among the bacon rinds;
The eerie, invisible knock,
Knock knock as a woodpecker finds
A bark grub; the wheeling starling flock.
Look at the birds.

Look at the earth.
Scoop up a handful in your palm.
Not for nothing have men plundered,
Murdered, fought and wrought great harm
Among their kind — whole empires sundered —
Just to own it, or to believe
They did. Crumble it. What’s it worth?
Ask a farmer stooping to sheave
A field of sun ripe wheat. The Earth!
The land! Listen, listen to me!
The blood of kings lies in your hand,
What came before— and what shall be.
Think on it. Seek to understand.
Look at the earth.

Look at the sky.
An emptiness? The blue-walled womb
Of all that is, of all that ever
Grazed or grew or swam — and met its doom —
Beneath our tyrant sun. Forever
Heaving, blowing, sleeting, snowing,
Raining, resting — bringing with the night
Its velvet, eerie canvas, glowing
With long dead messengers of light.
And yet, who looks— with wit to see?
Should you take long enough to chart
This wheel of time and mystery
Life’s miracle will swamp your heart.
Look at the sky.

You’re bored, child?
 

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