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Joyful June, Dragonflies and The Forest

Here is this month’s chart from Action for Happiness. If you’d like a bigger copy here is the link

We spent a lovely, peaceful couple of hours with dear friends this morning by the pond which they have very recently made. The wildlife which has turned up so quickly is remarkable, Water Beetles, Water Boatmen, Dragonflies (who have mated and laid eggs!) and Swallows diving to get a quick drink – so regenerative of lockdown spirits.

Male and female Broad Bodied Chasers

Regular readers may remember that just before lockdown we were among a crowd who turned up to help plant 800 young trees. Here is the forest we planted then and the one we helped to plant about 6 years ago.

Cornish hedge with Sedums and Pennyworts
The beautiful Kaja
 

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Nearly There, Christmas Wreath and Pudding

The Advent candle has burnt its way through December and we are now at Christmas Eve, nearly there and with excitement brewing in the LIveWires’ homes.

Advent candle

We were at the Gallery this morning for Christmas greetings and choccies! We passed a rather lovely wreath on the way back to the car park.

Christmas wreath in Penryn this morning

Rather than make lots of mince pies, it was easier to make a Galette Jalousie, not sure if you can see the gold lustre to make it festive!

Galette Jalousie

 

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The Parade, A Poem and A Neighbour’s garden

It’s Remembrance Sunday and we went to watch the Parade in which both LiveWires 2 and 3 were taking part. T said it made her feel very important to be in her Cub uniform marching along with everyone.

The start of the Remembrance Day Parade

There are many war poems to choose from. I like the simplicity of this one, Perhaps by Vera Brittain,  its honesty and the fact that it applies to the death of anyone dear at any time, not just in wartime.  I posted another favourite poem for today here in 2012.

Perhaps, by Vera Brittain

(Dedicated to her fiance Roland Aubrey Leighton, who was killed at the age of 20 by a sniper in 1915, four months after she had accepted his marriage proposal)

Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,
And I shall see that still the skies are blue,
And feel once more I do not live in vain,
Although bereft of You.

Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet
Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay,
And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet,
Though You have passed away.

Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright,
And crimson roses once again be fair,
And autumn harvest fields a rich delight,
Although You are not there.

Perhaps some day I shall not shrink in pain
To see the passing of the dying year,
And listen to Christmas songs again,
Although You cannot hear.

But though kind Time may many joys renew,
There is one greatest joy I shall not know
Again, because my heart for loss of You
Was broken, long ago.

In a neighbour’s garden, after the solemnity of the morning, these flower pots made us smile.

 

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No Protest Fatigue …..

…. if we all take it in turns to breathe.

Michael Moore’s words

 
 

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The Last Few Busy Days

We arrived home on Wednesday evening and went straight to the sea.

Porthtowan

We spent Thursday unpacking etc. On Friday morning we went to stand with the Youth strike for the Climate in Truro

The Red Rebels

……..  and in the evening to a splendid Sing and Supper at Mount Pleasant Eco Park with friends.

The delicious menu

Saturday saw us in Truro again for International Peace Day and taking part in a flashmob in Truro Cathedral. The following video  gives a flavour of the wonderful event.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0qrh5gsj4Dg&feature=youtu.be&fbclid=IwAR3I76PlF-HhRaB1CPfe7ASme5VslagI6GG_bmPJMcJU8t_5tlR0TlqEZVo

Today I have made my first Christmas angel of the season out of Victorian window glass and some pretty beads I picked up while away.This afternoon we have been blackberry picking and got caught in a drenching storm and this afternoon ……..

Water rushing down the hill

….. I have made a blackberry cake, Thomasina Miers’ Spiced Blackberry and Brown Sugar Crumble Cake and so – we are home! More about our adventures in later posts.

 

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St Ives, Pages of the Sea and Peace

We’ve been in St Ives today for the Pages of the Sea event initiated by Danny Boyle to commemorate 100 years since the Armistice was signed and WW1 came to an end. It was one of thirty such events on beaches around Britain today. My choir was singing. Several of us wore white poppies which symbolise two important things. The white poppy is to remember ALL the dead, those of all nationalities caught up in the horror of war as soldiers or civilians and to show our commitment to working for Peace.

St Ives when we arrived

Flowers left at low tide to be taken as the tide came in

The sand art at Porthmeor, courtesy of WildWorks. Captain Edward ‘Teddy’ Hain (15 August 1887 – 11 November 1915)

Waiting for the tide to wash away the image of the soldier

Being washed away by the incoming tide

One of the soldiers being remembered today and, on the back, a beautiful and very moving poem written for today by Carol Ann Duffy

St Ives as we were leaving

Other beaches in Cornwall had sand drawings of soldiers too.

Lieutenant Richard Charles Graves-Sawle. On Porthcurno Beach

On Perranporth Beach. Photo by Naomi Smith

 

 
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Posted by on November 11, 2018 in Cornwall, Peace, Photography, poetry, Postaday2018

 

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UN Day and Bruce Kent, Tea Cosies and Kindnesses

It is UN Day today and we were privileged to have Bruce Kent, of CND and a veteran Peace campaigner, in Truro, to speak to us to mark the day. The world celebrates United Nations Day every October 24 to honour the interstate organisation promoting human rights, social progress, and world peace. … Founding the United Nations in 1945 right after the very tragic World War II meant a very important idea to be embedded in every nation – that is to achieve Peace.  This aim becomes more important with each day that goes by.

Cornish flag and United Nations flag on either side of the Union Jack

Later in Truro, I saw a new tea cosy in the bread shop.

Hedgehog cosy

This morning I came across my quotation book again and thought this one of William Wordsworth’s seemed right for today.

“The best portions of a good man’s life are his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness.”

 
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Posted by on October 24, 2018 in Cornwall, Kindness, knitting, Peace, Photography

 

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