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Waves, A Parrot and Daisies

The winds are wild and Portreath is the place to see good waves and the surges of water in the harbour. We were rather late for high tide but it was lovely in the sunshine nonetheless. There were not many people  around and few of those not in jackets. It’s not really feeling like August.

Walking back to the car we spotted a parrot in a van and it soon became clear that he was having a conversation with the man beside him. I took the photo from a long way away!The wild winds have wreaked havoc with our garden. One set of beans is down, the Canna broke off at the base, there is general mayhem and the Marguerites have all been blown into the Crinodendron branches giving an effect that pleases me.

 

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Mobile, Poem and A Calendar

Our nephew’s wife, our niece-in-law, is an artist with words, otherwise know as a poet, whose work thrills me. She has given me permission to share this one here.  In honour of her poem, Pisces Public Apology, here is a photo of a mobile that my Dad brought me from Mevagissey when I was five years old.  I have treasured them for many, many years.

Pisces in pottery

 

Pisces Public Apology

I’m not a rock, I’m water.
I will never be still, try to understand that.
There will always be a ripple beneath the surface of my clouds

There will always be a reaper in my waves.

I am the child they called Powder Puff,
crying eyes caricature
doggy paddling the riptide
squinting for a dwelling place
in the oasis of my own peace but at the moment,
that pebble
is somewhere downstream.

Try to swallow the fact that I
ingest my surroundings and
spit them out in distillate form and
that could be a shower or
hold on to your hats cos
it could just as well be a storm.

I know that you want me to stop dissecting the particles in search of a source babe,
but isn’t that the definition of
precipitate?

Can you relate to the water cycle,
from pool to vapor to ice and then bled
out by gravity over and over and over again-
Have you ever danced in the rain?
Have you ever tasted water from a glacial stream?

This is a public apology.
Don’t get too close to me.
When you see the water rising,
get to shore or I’ll pull you down.

Try to understand that I am not
an empty threat,
you will get wet.

Your nostrils will burn with the flush of salt.

The sun setting in coral tones behind me
says that the only way to make it is to float.

The moon never says anything,
a conductor in silhouette.

It’s just the way of the sea,
the rage is under the surface
and rises up like Neptune –
Is my tongue a wave or is it a blade?

The sun has seen me sleep serene
beneath his rising,
like a mirror in the dark.

He knows I will show you
the red and aubergine vessels,
I will pull on the pumps in
your own heart and you will drown
in love for the rawest remnant of yourself.

I am a teal tyrant to be sure
and yet,
in the summer months all of the earth’s children delight in my mischief.

They say you haven’t lived
if you haven’t at least dipped your feet or
turned your grinning face skyward in the rain.

I am not a rock but I’m a home for
beings too small to even see,
predatory beasts with bloody teeth,
creatures too foreign to even believe.

I’m not a rock, but
anyone will tell you,
I am the blue blanket on this
big round boulder,
the source of life for every form and
the finest refinery of every stone.

A Dear Friend from choir who knows my Suffragette history has given me a Suffragette calendar. The following are July’s picture and caption.

 

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Boat Trip, Singing and Sunset

The Ingleheart Singers have been on their annual boat trip tonight and it was brilliant. We all take food to share on the trip out from Falmouth to St Mawes, then we entertain the punters in the local hostelry and then board the boat for the trip back home. We sing all the way back, entertaining those on the quay side, those in their boats and onshore in Falmouth.

 

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Bouquet, Berries and Buzzard

Our friends who came to dinner a couple of nights ago brought a beautiful bunch of flowers.

We have been picking a few raspberries each day for the last week or so and today there was a whole handful!

On the shed at the far end of the back field where the sheep live, the lovely Mr S spotted a Buzzard preening itself. I took the photo on a very long zoom.

 

We Need Each Other Now, Dessert and Moon Flowers

I love this song . It speaks to me and for me.

We had friends round for dinner tonight and I made a Summer pudding.

There were clouds last night as on the last full moon night but the night before was very clear and I attempted to get photos of the Moon Garden.

 

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Last Night, Scarlet and Blue

We had  been watching the beautiful sunset out of the front room windows and then discovered the pink sky and nearly full Moon in the back garden, opposite the setting sun.

We have had lots of purple poppies already – this is the first scarlet one and we love it.

The Eringium Planum Blue Hobbit is turning blue!  For  weeks  we  have  wondered  if  we  had  the  right  one  and  we  have.

 

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Cathedral, Hedgehog and A House

Truro Cathedral was looking beautiful in the sunshine today.

There are hedgehogs on the Trafalgar roundabout!

LiveWire No2 has been talking about having a guinea pig as a pet. Today we saw a lovely house to keep it/them in.

 

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