The raindrops are on the flowers. I love the way that drops hover around the edges catching the light and becoming nature’s jewels..
Crocus
Iris Reticulata
The stem on the Iris Reticulata was broken so I have brought it in and put in Mum’s green glass.
I’ve set up my glass workshop again now that we won’t be needing the dining room for a while and I’ve cut a couple of pieces today ready for Valentine’s Day.
Blue glass from the Victorian window
Using off-cut glass
There are periwinkles in flower in the front garden.
Today’s poem is “If This Is A Man” by Primo Levi on this Holocaust Memorial Day.
“The following words were written by Primo Levi, a Jew who suffered, during World War II, in the Nazi work camp known as Monowitz, aka Auschwitz III.
“If this is a man”.
You who live safe
In your warm houses,
You who find, returning in the evening,
Hot food and friendly faces:
Consider if this is a man
Who works in the mud
Who does not know peace
Who fights for a scrap of bread
Who dies because of a yes or a no.
Consider if this is a woman,
Without hair and without name
With no more strength to remember,
Her eyes empty and her womb cold
Like a frog in winter.
Meditate that this came about:
I commend these words to you.
Carve them in your hearts
At home, in the street,
Going to bed, rising;
Repeat them to your children,
Or may your house fall apart,
May illness impede you,
May your children turn their faces from you.
Our Royal Mail has published some remarkable stamps to commemorate the Rolling Stones, The Greatest Rock and Roll Band in the World! We have bought two sets to send to our favourite people over the next year or two. Today we have posted two birthday cards with Stones’ stamps on them.
I have made more Eccles Cakes so that I could photograph all the processes for my recipe pages. (I’ll make that page soon. The lovely Mr S is going to be away for a few days next week having a new knee fitted so I will be looking for things to to do!) The last instruction is to sprinkle sugar over the tops and I used my Granny’s antique sugar spoon which we have used on pancake day since I was a little girl. 
Our lovely neighbour has brought us a big bunch of Cornish daffodils, just as she did on the day we arrived in 2008 and has done on the anniversary ever since. Thank you so much, S.
I have shared this poem before but as it was in 2014 when I had far fewer followers, I thought it worth sharing again. It really speaks to me and , I hope, to you.
The following very sweet film came my way today and I thought my Dear Readers would appreciate it too. Just click on the red link.
We tried to go for. a walk at low tide this lunchtime but people were queueing in the car park as everyone seemed to have the same idea on this beautiful sunny and cloudless day.
On the way down to the car park
So, off we went to Porthtowan to walk along the sand towards Chapel Porth. . Here we were thwarted by the way the winter tides had created a sandbank with a stream to be crossed to go very far.
The sandbank
Footprints
Wonderful rock formation looking like a high-heeled platform-soled boot
Later we set off to see the sunset at Godrevy.
Surfers in the sunlit sea at Gwithian
Trees on the horizon as we left Godrevy
The curtain may not be conventionally beautiful but it represents hours of work, learning from Youtube, various frustrations and ultimately, satisfaction. I’ve made clothes since I was 14. I’ve been making curtains since I was 21 and furnishing our first flat but I have never made a box lined door curtain from velvet before and it was certainly a challenge. It now hangs from the rising portiere curtain rod that the lovely Mr S fitted last week in our sitting room and now, hopefully, we will be protected from the draughts. 
I’ve made some more Eccles cakes, much loved by the aforementioned Mr S.
I have just finished reading the most magical novel, utterly entrancing and one which will be in my mind for some time. 
I met a very dear friend for a walk this morning and we walked and talked and it was so good to spend time together. A few days ago I told you about the daffodils on the verges in Cornwall and today we went past some so here they are in all their golden glory.
Towards the end of our walk we visited a small church where the peace inside was almost palpable. It was beautifully simple and had some interesting art work around. First was the wall of handprints that caught my eye immediately. 
High up in a small window, on the wide ledge, was an intriguing piece of pottery that I really like and I’d like to know more about it. 
The following words came my way today and really hit a nerve. Let us all remember in this somewhat turbulent world that we have an amazing capacity to love.
Our walk late this afternoon took us past a garden where the deep crimson cyclamen shone in the dusky light.
As we walked over the bridge and looked down the line to Penzance, the rails glowed golden as the sun set in the west.
So pleased that we’ve had a bright cold day with clear skies so that we can see this month’s full moon, known as the Wolf Moon because wolves were more likely to be heard howling at this time. The BBC video below explains the name further. Just click on the red link. 
https://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/feeds/60002675
I love the ghostly effect of the branches in the next shot.
I was given a lovely white Azalea for my birthday and it is still lovely with many more blooms to come. 
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