Today’s blog is dedicated to my lovely singing friend M and her dear Mum who is in hospital.
Category Archives: Postaday2022
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.
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’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.
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.
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.