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I had a meeting this morning with a young couple to discuss their wedding in September. As I was waiting for them in the open air part of their local pub, a chicken came in to chat with me. Sadly I had no grain in my pockets.
Just a little video today, taken over our back wall, for you to watch and listen to. I hope you enjoy it.
What a wonderful morning! The sun shone, the rain held off though the bitter wind still blew and we have been with friends, their friends and neighbours and we have planted 800 trees! Nicky and Gavin had organised an amazing event called Trees and Bowls to bring people together to plant the trees in their field at blanket Farm. Between us, we have planted Sessile and English Oak, Downy and Silver Birch, Sweet Chestnut, Hazel, Hawthorn, Beech and Gean Cherry. There are others too but I cannot remember what they all are. The trees have been planted in glades and with paths, in same groups and mixed. So many people turned up, they were all planted by lunchtime!
We then all went indoors for truly scrumptious soup, all homemade, and delicious donated bread, in the bowls lovingly crafted by Nicky and Jude, sold in aid of Falmouth and Penryn Welcome Refugee Families. The glass trees I have been showing you recently were all made to be sold at the same event, also in aid of the local Refugee charity.
What a beautiful thing to do – to make a forest for the future. We are in awe and delighted to have been a part of it. The happy and smiley community in the fields showed everyone’s enthusiastic pleasure at being involved. There was a sense of determination, too, in everyone, aged from 7 to 101 to plant trees to do our bit to save the planet. Please enjoy the gallery and click the photos to enlarge the picture and read the captions that will tell you the greater story.
Just had an update as we were writing this post – 875 trees planted, 85 bowls sold, £1055 raised for the Refugee families.
Six years ago the first part of woodland was planted. https://mybeautfulthings.com/2013/12/10/mandela-memorial-lunch-and-tree-planting/
Glass all day ready for the market tomorrow – I now have a beautiful choir of angels – and then, this evening, I went singing with my beautiful choirs at Krowji for the start of the Christmas season. We can only sing in groups of ten so that we don’t block the corridors for all the people who have come to visit the artists’ studios. It’s quite a challenge with only two or three in each part.
Friday 7th September 2018
The first time we passed by Canyon De Chelly, many years ago, and looked over the rim, we both felt a very strong spiritual pull and we have wanted to return ever since. Today, we drove both the North and South rims and felt the same deep sense of awe and wonder at the beauty of it all.
Canyon De Chelly (pronounced Shay) National Monument is a vast park in northeastern Arizona, on Navajo tribal lands. Its prominent features include Spider Rock spire, about 800-feet tall, and towering sandstone cliffs surrounding a verdant canyon. It has been inhabited by several Native American peoples for millennia and is one of the longest continually inhabited landscapes in North America, with pueblo ruins built between 350 and 1300 A.D. – as well as a contemporary Navajo community that still inhabits the canyon floor, farming and herding sheep during the summer months. The White House Ruins and Mummy Cave are remains of ancient Pueblo villages.
Click on any image for a larger view and the caption. Photos with a date stamp were taken by the lovely Mr S.
There were Navajo dancers at our lodging, Thunderbird Lodge on Navajo tribal land, in the evening – such a privilege to see. We were asked not to take photos so, of course, didn’t. Each member of the audience was presented with a little gift at the end, of a bag of cornmeal.
“Corn, the symbol of food, fertility, and life itself, is of major importance. “Corn is more than human; it is divine; it (is) connected with the highest ethical ideals.” Information found here.
Wednesday 5th September 2018
Driving from Phoenix to Holbrook, the vegetation changed from enormous cacti such as we see in the movies to scrubby bush, larger bushes and pine trees as we climbed to an elevation of 5000 ft. Holbrook was just a stopover en route to Canyon de Chelly and our ride on Route 66 was vey brief. Happily, we have done much more on previous journeys though I still have the dream to ride some of 66 on a Harley!