We shopped in Truro today and were very taken with all the hanging baskets and tubs which add a glorious touch of colour to every street and passage . 
We knew which way the wind was blowing but the clock was not much use for keeping us on time!
Outside the bookshop was this lovely sign with a dish of water for the dogs passing by in the heat.
Today’s blog is dedicated to my lovely singing friend M and her dear Mum who is in hospital.
Our garden is looking much fresher after a number of showers in the last 24 hours. There have been flash floods in nearby towns, even a water spout in Fowey, but we have just had gentle rain which the garden has loved.
Community Roots was our destination today for whatever jobs were necessary. The tomato tunnel is overflowing with wonderful fruit and we volunteered to record all the varieties on photos, pick a few of each and organise a taste test. Here are some of the tomatoes being grown.
There is a jobs list for morning and afternoon and as we all chose our jobs this wee chap was watching me closely.
This little creature came indoors today. I think it might be a Rufous Minor but I will hope to ask our moths expert at Community Roots tomorrow.
The Gazanias are glorious in the sunshine.
Bees love the Verbena Bonariensis.
The sunshine is ripening our golden tomatoes but the red ones, in a different part of the garden, have cooked on the vine with the extreme heat. 
The following poem and met map explain the heat we are experiencing. My first reading of this ‘Heated (August 2022)’ made me think of our personal and collective responsibility. Our grass was crisp and crunchy as I walked over it late this afternoon. I am very grateful to Kim for letting me share his poem here.
We think a storm is coming. Our ship’s barometer is suddenly up and overflowing.We will all be glad of some rain, especially the garden. . 
On the cliffs for the sunset…..
It’s a Grain Full Moon, sometimes called a Sturgeon Moon tonight. It rose huge and orange on our way home from the clifftops and this is what it looked like from home.
I love putting the duvet covers on in anticipation of a visit from two of our LiveWires.
The golden light from the sunset threw these shadows on our wardrobe.
Golden light
We met our visiting family at the beach as the sun came down.
LiveWire No 2
LiveWire No 3
We’ve been at the Community garden again today volunteering. Between us we potted on lots of baby brassica plants, picked beans and tidied up the Rainbow Chard.
In the coffee break, one of the younger volunteers showed us the results of her moth trapping exercise last night. There were 40 different species! It was hard to photograph the moths in their tubes so I have found a couple of photos from an id site. Some of them have the most delightful names – Dingy Footman and Rosy Footman were my favourites. After showing us all, G and the youngest volunteer, just 10 years old, released them in the hedges.
Brimstone Moth
Rosy Footman
Dingy Footman Eilema griseola
I love the following poem by Brian Bilston who has very kindly given me permission to share it with you. I love how, in the humour, he always manages to raise the political and to make clear his feelings. Thank you, Brian. 
The following photos are of international cats – one who lives in Arizona and one who lives at the allotment here in Redruth.
Thanks, P, beautiful photo.
I have spent much of the afternoon in the shade of the arbour, reading. When I looked up, this was my view, Sweet Peas and Sweet Corn in the raised beds against a backdrop of a cerulean sky The tassels on the corn are turning brown so we should be able to harvest them quite soon.
When it was a little cooler, we went down to the allotment to water the cucumbers, courgettes and squash. While the lovely Mr S was doing that I was taking photos of bees on a neighbour’s very dark bronze sunflowers.
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