I love rainbows.
Behind Truro
I tried a new recipe for tonight and it was delicious. I’m trying to do two each of vegan, vegetarian, meat and fish over each eight day sequence and this is a splendid vegan meal.
Classic Celeriac Pot Roast ready to start its six hours
We have been singing carols for the start of Krowji’s open week of art sales – lots of fun. Here is a small group singing a bit of Gaudete.
Ghost Ships featuring The Suitcase Singers
The show by Yskynna started yesterday and I was part of it today – three 20 minute shows a day and free for anyone already in the National Maritime Museum in Falmouth. If you live nearby and have children to entertain this half term, the museum is fabulous and the production a treat!
After the second show, we went out busking for a while, collecting for our charities – ShelterBox and St Petroc’s.
Some of The Suitcase Singers singing Lower Lights
On our walk later on, we found lots of spiny casings from the Sweet Chestnut tree.
Sweet Chestnut casing
The concert last night was fabulous! St Euny Church was packed and the audience were so appreciative – standing ovations indeed! Being involved, I couldn’t take many photos but here is a moment of our joint rehearsal of Calon Lan with Cor Serenata, taken by our choir leader, Claire. (Sadly her battery ran out.). I just have to say, that during the concert, standing among the Welsh singers as they sang the verses of Canon Lan, was a beautiful experience. We joined in the choruses and that was lovely too. If you want to find me, I am back left at the top of the picture as the video plays. Our concert was in aid of ShelterBox and the music department of Troon Primary School, where we rehearse each week.
The shared meal, all made by The Ingleheart Singers was also much appreciated.
Pudding time – a small selection!
I found a rain-dropped feather in our drive.
Feather with raindrops
A friend of mine, Lesley Trotter, whom I first met while researching for last year’s production by Perthi Kov, ‘Until the Day Break’, has written a book , “The Married Widows of Cornwall” and I am privileged to have received the first advance copy. I started reading this morning and have been unable to put it down as Lesley begins to trace the histories of the women ‘left behind’ in Cornwall when their tin mining husbands went to work overseas.
‘The Married Widows of Cornwall’ by Lesley Trotter
I am posting early today as one of our beautiful daughters is arriving later with her two beautiful LiveWires and their Daddy is joining us all after finishing filming the cricket at Lords. I also have to stop reading to get things ready!
Sitting reading in the garden this afternoon, I noticed a red petal among the sapphire blue of the Agapanthus.It’s a stray blossom from the Crocosmia called Lucifer.
Lovely contrast
Sunset highlighted the shapes of the grasses at Godrevy this evening.
Grasses against the sunset
We love this series of YouTube videos, Playing for Change, Songs around the World. It is such a delight to see so many musicians from all over the world playing the same piece with such joy. I hope you enjoy it too.
It was the 2nd Redruth Monthly Street Market today and once again, it was full of colour and fun, stalls and singers. The hanging baskets around our town are looking gorgeous.
On the Clock Tower, on the corner of Market Way
The Buttermarket was hung with bunting, someone was blowing bubbles, people sat around drinking coffees and cold drinks …….
Bubbles and Bunting
………. and listening to The Red River Singers singing Cornish songs and shanties. A lovely happy morning was had by all. I love our little town!
The fabulous Red River Singers
Yesterday’s blog was exceptionally brief.
Just as we were preparing to sing ‘Lean On Me’ at the World Refugee Day event, I heard that my older brother and his wife, on their way from the airport to be with us in Cornwall for a family reunion, had had a car accident, their car written off and they in the Royal Cornwall Hospital. You can imagine how I felt, out of phone signal and ten miles from home. Eventually we managed to be in contact and have since learned that my SIL has three broken ribs and my Brother is fine, though shaken. The beautiful thing is that they are both still with us. We have yet to see them since their arrival but did meet with their son, his wife and two beautiful children last night. Having them in last night’s audience was a comfort indeed as were my lovely friends, G, D and R to whom I say, thank you for being there, for me to lean on.
Today the sun is shining, it is the Summer Solstice, the Longest Day and we are preparing for Saturday’s gathering of the clan from Germany and America, London, Norfolk and Exeter. Sadly, my Sister from Hawaii cannot be here and neither can our Barcelona bunch but they will all be here with us in spirit.
Our performance yesterday is now on YouTube. Do have a listen. After only 3 rehearsals, the community of Porthtowan came together to raise money for refugees by performing at the open mic session in the Blue Bar. ‘Lean On Me’ by Bill Withers, arranged by Claire Ingleheart.
The hand you will see pointing at 1’21” is my Great Niece pointing me out to her parents who are in the foreground for most of the video.
Today’s sky has been beautiful!
Sky with vapour trail and Seagull
On our first full day here we woke to Nyala prancing about outside our window, spent the morning being immersed in the Zulu culture with a fabulous guide who took us first to a Primary School (where the 41 children in one class sang and danced for us. We were asked if we would sing or dance for the children. I sang Skinny Marinka for them and got a round of applause. D danced and was similarly rewarded!). ) Thence we went to a village where we learned a great deal of fascinating information about the local way of life and their customs.
South Africa’s National Anthem which I sang along with, having learned it many years ago with The Quirky Choir
In the Zulu village
The afternoon was a long walk through the woods and alongside the water at False Bay, quite a challenge!12,500 steps on my counter, 24.000 on someone else’s!
On the trail
Yellow Billed Stork
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