Singing and collecting – both very successful; Sweet Peas now ready for first cutting and a new book that I bought yesterday.
The collection
Suffragette book
First pickings
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Seed Head, Veg Trug and Knitting
After the mizzle this morning the Clematis seed heads were beautifully covered in little droplets.
Isn’t this just exquisite?
Our all-edibles trug is looking luscious! Various Lettuces, Thyme, Gives, Borage, Nasturtiums and tiny Violas, almost in flower, all ready for salads in the weeks to come.
I love the ferns underneath too, makes this a piece of art!
I have been knitting again – squares this time for the WildWorks’ production, “UnEarth” which will be in the Lost Gardens of Heligan in July. I have taken a couple of paragraphs from their blog that explain both the story and the reason for the knitting. See below the photo.
My first 4 squares, handed over today
“The show, which will be at The Lost Gardens of Heligan from 3rd to 22nd July, is a story of war, love, loss and hope. It explores what happens when war is over. It’s been co-commissioned by Heligan and 14-18 NOW, the UK’s arts programme for the First World War centenary. 100: UnEarth forms part of 14-18 NOW’s 2018 season marking 100 years since the Armistice.
During WWI people back home were asked to do many things, work in factories, work the land and knit. They were asked to knit items to send to the troops overseas. Women were also tasked with working in munition factories. We’ve combined the knitting and the munition historical references and will be creating a knitted torpedo – an artwork that will feature as a part of the show.”
Afterwards, the squares will be restitched into blankets.
Bridge, River and Pain au Chocolat
We have crossed The Tamar on the Brunel Bridge, left Cornwall and come to London for four days. I love how the boats all line up un the river which today was so very still. We met T, LiveWire No 3, from school and took her to our favourite cafe, Joie de Vie, for a treat.
River Tamar
Leaving Cornwall
Tea time treat
Redruth Market, Guard Dog and Thrift
The inaugural Redruth Street Market was held today and it was lovely to see our small town buzzing. We had pizzas for lunch from the travelling pizza van, Flour Power Pizza Parlour and they were delicious!
Buying pizzas
Making pizzas
Sunsets this last weeks have been amazing so we went off to the cliffs to watch another beauty take place. There we met a beautiful dog guarding its owner who was asleep in his van after surfing.
I’m watching you!
The Thrift along the cliffs was glorious too.
Thrift
Raindrop, Dogwood and Sheep
A walk around Burncoose Nursery and gardens today, just for fun, not intending to buy anything, found puddles everywhere and droplets in the Lupin leaves after the morning rain. I love the patterns made here. Zoom in if you can.
Water drop in a Lupin leaf
We really wanted to buy the beautiful Dogwood, China Girl, but can’t really find room for it.
Dogwood – Cornus China Girl
We are enjoying watching the lambs in the back field growing up. There seem to be five now, of various sizes. I have to be very careful taking photos, keeping my distance or one of the sheep takes fright and they all rush to follow. I took this photo from the upstairs bedroom on a long zoom.
Feeding time
Cygnets, Cosmos and Pablo Neruda
What a delightful sight today as we were singing – cygnets on the river! Aren’t they lovely?
Cygnets on the Penryn River
We have planted lots of Cosmos which we do every year. This year they are a special reminder of our holiday in South Africa though we didn’t see any yellow ones while away.
Yellow Cosmos
This poem from Pablo Neruda is new to me and I like it very much.
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice…
Pigeon, Lighthouse and Golden Roses
A quiet day today keeping an eye on the birds in our back garden. The Pigeon likes perching on the curve of the Cedrus Atlantic Glauca. The Crinodendron behind is becoming more scarlet by the day.
Pigeon
A Blue Tit family have set up home in our leaning lighthouse nesting box. This is the third year Blue tits have chosen our garden and we are delighted.
Blue tit leaving his home
We are hoping that the Great Tit doesn’t have evil intentions as he hangs out on the bottom step.
Our Lighthouse Nesting box
Our climbing Golden Rose is flowering well. It has rained all day so I haven’t been out to smell them yet.
Golden roses in the rain, taken from indoors on a long zoom
