We’ve been out and it’s very late so please call back tomorrow for photos and words. 🙂
That was a very busy day. First we went to help paint the old Redruth Library which has been abandoned for sometime but is now undergoing change. It is to become a community space for The Writers’ Block, for creativity, for story telling and writing workshops, for drama and performance. A call was put out for volunteers to help paint the first story telling room so off we went. The pictures tell the start of the restoration of this room, preparation and starting to paint. I did work as well as taking photos! Permission was given for all photos to be shared.
Father and daughter painting
Mother and daughter painting
Wonderful colour was to be found at the National Dahlia Collection where we went late afternoon.
My favourite with a bee
The compost heap
The best was yet to come. We went to St Ives to see the wonderful Peggy Seeger. What a woman she is, still performing at 87, still the fierce feminist and activist. She was supported by her singer songwriter son, Neil and their last song which she said was her goodbye to us all, was her beloved Ewan MacColl’s goodbye to her and his family, “The Joy of Living.” I suspect there were few dry eyes in the house.
I bought a tea towel from her ‘merch’ table – I already had the other stuff!
Just before we started our singing this morning, I spent a few minutes looking along the river.
After singing this beauty came along.
A friend of the choir is getting married at the weekend but we can’t all be there so we sang ‘This Love Will Carry’ for him and his bride. It starts with the sops, the altos come in , then the tenors (inc me) and lastly the basses until the whole choir is singing and sending love to the happy couple.
Enjoy the gallery, photos taken by the lovely Mr S. Click on any photo for the caption and to enlarge. We all certainly enjoyed singing in one of the most beautiful places in the world, Rowena Wade’s Minack Theatre.
Last Monday, at choir, was our first singing of this beautiful song learnt from a video by Anni Zylstra. It’s a Ukrainian blessing meaning, ‘Many Years’ or the implied meaning “wishing you many years of life” – a traditional Ukrainian celebratory song and is sung at weddings, namings and other celebrations. We sing it here in solidarity with the people of Ukraine.
We still, just, have white tulips.
Our edible trough has lots of seeds planted and, so far, just a few edible flowers which I like to use on cakes and in salads.
We made a birthday bouquet from our garden for a friend who shares her birthday with Shakespeare.
A week or so ago my choir recorded a beautiful piece to be played at a funeral of a Mum who had been one of our stalwarts in the audience. It is such a lovely piece I thought you might like to hear it here – The Shoshone Love Song. Please press play even thought it seems to show 00.00. It does play! This is for Helen.
Supper tonight was delicious – a new recipe for Cod and Chorizo Stew.
On this day in 2004, my dear Dad died in St John’s Hospice where he had been beautifully cared for since the start of December. My favourite perfume is vanilla and I have been wearing it for 40+ years. One of the last things my lovely Dad said to me on this, his last day with us, was, “I’d love some of that vanilla ice-cream please,” as I leaned over to kiss him. He was a very special man. He chose ‘Joe Hill’ sung by Paul Robeson for his funeral and I play it every year on this date in his memory.
My choir has been rehearsing this beautiful and quirky song, ‘Til the Winter Melts, written by a local composer, Jim Carey and Claire recorded this at our last session for this term on Monday at the Eco Park. I promised I would send it along so here it is. I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we have enjoyed singing it.
You will all be aware that the COP26 meeting is happening in the UK, in Glasgow. Yesterday our choir sang, Voice for Change, music written by our choir leader, Claire Ingleheart and words by Jaime Lock, for a series of protest songs, Songs of Rebellion, a few years ago. It’s a fabulous piece and we recorded it last night for you. Do listen to the words. The line, “We can’t tell our children that we have not tried” gets me every time.
The gallery, Fannie and Fox, where I used to sell my glass closed over the pandemic but we are having a pop-up exhibition this week at The Fish Factory in Penryn. We set up my corner this afternoon ready for the opening night tomorrow.
Goldenboots Glass display
Driving home afterwards there was a very interesting cloud that I managed to capture.