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Making, Baking and More Fungi

I am loving getting back to my stained glass work. Today I have been working on a very special present for one of our LiveWires. I can’t show you until after Christmas! I have also cut out some angels today and have been choosing the beads to enhance them. A lovely shop owner of Artyzan in town, has said she would like to try a few for me!

I’ve made more of the Mini Pork Pies today as they make such a tasty and easy dinner, ten now in the freezer, two eaten for dinner tonight.

Mini Pork and Bacon Pies

Another pair of Fungi caught our eyes on our walk today, gorgeous rich toffee colour.

 

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Welly Dogs, Leaves and Geranium

Our Welly Dogs have been given poppies for Remembrance Day.  Redruth is very proud of its Tinners’ Hounds made by David Kemp. Follow this link to find out more about the sculptor and his intriguing work.

On the lane home, the trees are changing colours.

We are delighted with our new Geranium, planted only a couple of months ago. It hasn’t stopped flowering since we put it in the front garden.

Geranium Rozanne

 

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Cactus, Octopus and A Poem

Our Christmas cactus is already in flower.

This beautiful creature was photographed in Falmouth Bay by a scuba diver. This report was in Cornwall Live:  “A Cornish scuba diver has spoken of his delight after capturing a remarkable image shot under water in Falmouth Bay. John Blackwell, who is 72 today (October 24), from Illogan, was diving south west of Pendennis Point with Atlantic SCUBA when he captured the staggering image of a curled octopus.”

Thanks to John Blackwell

Another poem for you from Mary Oliver, one which touched me deeply.  I might write my own version, a pastiche, with  different  items but the same philosophy and feeling.

 

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Naked Ladies, Stones and Glass

On our walk there is an amazing border of Naked Ladies, otherwise known as Nerine Bowdenii, really striking.

Nerine Bowdenii

On someone’s doorstep were these delightful painted stones.

I’ve made a start on a glass piece – these are two of the small sheets that I’m working with. If I’m successful, I’ll show you the finished item!

 
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Posted by on October 26, 2020 in art, glass, nature, Photography, Postaday2020

 

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Walk, Fungi and Allotment

We managed to find an hour without rain this morning and went for a hasty walk, arriving home just as the heavens opened again.

We love this Oak tree and this lane

Blue skies

Towards the end of the walk were some very pretty fungi (Sorry, Commonprose, I know fungi are not your favourites)

Variety?

We grabbed another gap in the stair-rod showers to get on with the weeding on our plot. We found shelter for the first downpour but the second one drenched us on our five minute walk home.

Other plots seen from our shelter from the storm

 
 

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Visiting, Colour and Free Food

I had a delightful visit with a lovely choir friend this morning, treated to Lemon Drizzle Cake and coffee and special cookies to bring home. Suddenly J said, “There’s a heron in the garden!” and there it was, just 6′ away at first. He was eyeing up the fish in the pond but took to flight when I stepped out to get more pictures.  Here are the photos I managed to get of this elegant creature. Apparently the Heron signifies patience, just waiting and going with the flow – seems about right for these strange times.

Walking home I passed a lovely  tree, covered in gloriously glowing Autumnal colours.

A bit further on, along the lane, were some delicious Blackberries and I remembered to take the photo this time before I ate them all!

 

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Clematis times Three

It’s past mid October and we have Clematis in flower, most surprisingly a Nelly Moser looking wonderful.

Nelly Moser

Clematis Huldine should be in flower now and is quite prolific!

The third one is just beginning to flower and is in the new wall border. It’s Clematis Florida Sieboldii.

 

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Cake

I made a cake today, Blueberry Crumble Cake. I’ll post the recipe soon. It’s scrumptious!

 

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Rose, Hydrangea and A Poem

We have yet another bloom on our Golden Wedding bush and two more buds if they survive the storms.

I tried to take a photo of a lovely blue hydrangea for a reader that I know loves them but the wind was wild! I took a short video instead.

Daughter No 3 sent me this beautiful poem thinking it might qualify as a “beautiful thing.” It most certainly does. My photo is of the moon rising over St Agnes Beacon,  three weeks or so ago.

“If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month” by Cathy Ross

If the moon came out only once a month
people would appreciate it more. They’d mark it
in their datebooks, take a walk by moonlight, notice
how their bedroom window framed its silver smile.

And if the moon came out just once a year,
it would be a holiday, with tinsel streamers
tied to lampposts, stores closing early
so no one has to work on lunar eve,
travelers rushing to get home by moon-night,
celebrations with champagne and cheese.
Folks would stay awake ’til dawn
to watch it turn transparent and slowly fade away.

And if the moon came out randomly,
the world would be on wide alert, never knowing
when it might appear, spotters scanning empty skies,
weathermen on TV giving odds—“a 10% chance
of moon tonight”—and when it suddenly began to rise,

everyone would cry “the moon is out,” crowds
would fill the streets, jostling and pointing,
night events would be canceled,
moon-closure signs posted on the doors.

And if the moon rose but once a century,
ascending luminous and lush on a long-awaited night,
all humans on the planet would gather
in huddled, whispering groups
to stare in awe, dazzled by its brilliance,
enchanted by its spell. Years later,
they would tell their children, “Yes, I saw it once.
Maybe you will live to see it too.”

But the moon is always with us,
an old familiar face, like the mantel clock,
so no one pays it much attention.

Tonight
why not go outside and gaze up in wonder,
as if you’d never seen it before,
as if it were a miracle,
as if you had been waiting
all your life.

“If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month” by Cathy Ross, from If the Moon Came Out Only Once a Month. © Forsythia Press, 2012.

I have tried to track down the poet but cannot find any contact to ask her permission to post it. L found it on another blog and I have contacted the blog writer who doesn’t know how to get in touch with Cathy Ross. If anyone out there can help, please do.

 

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Number 50, Lunch and A Sign

I sent photos of the new masks to Barcelona last night and this morning had a call – teenage LiveWire doesn’t want beads this time, please can I make another with elastic? Of course! That makes a total of 50 and today I have cleared away all my sewing stuff ready to get my glass out again.

Patterned lining so it’s different from her Dad’s

Lunch was mini pizzas made with part baked rolls, some reduced passata with herbs, pomodorino tomatoes and cheese – scrumptious!

Coming up from town, we noticed a warning sign, kindly put out by someone along our lane.

Monday night is choir rehearsal. I really miss my singing and the people with whom I sing.

 

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