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Planter in the shape of an engine house at the entrance to Troon
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Summer Exhibition June 2019
One of the first pieces in the exhibition was a piece by Banksy. 
My favourite gallery this year was the architectural drawings and models, many of which were looking at sustainable designs.
Amaravati Masterplan India
Amaravati Masterplan India
The others are a few of those I liked the most. Click on any picture in the gallery to see greater detail.
Frida by Ivanna Ortega
Rebirth of the Eagle by Aysegul Armay
By Bob and Roberta Smith. I always look forward to seeing their work.
I loved this one of suburban back gardens with cats, dogs and the artist herself.
Islington Back Gardens with Self by Melissa Scott-Miller
Sunset, Garden Jewels and A White Horse
Last night’s sunset was just glorious,thisphototakenfromourfrontgarden.
LiveWire No 4 collected some garden jewels and left them for us to look after.
Seeing the White Horse is always pleasing. 
LiveWires, Thunder Sky and Our Station
I enjoy getting the beds ready for a LiveWire visit. The duvet covers were made by my Mum many years ago and I love the fact that the LiveWires’ Great Granny made their bed covers.  ClothKitty,  made  by me  about  40  years ago, a Wild Thing  and  Bagpuss  await  LiveWire  No  4’s  arrival  tomorrow.
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Heavy showers were threatened in Truro today but the squirrel on top of the spire still glowed.
Buying train tickets today, I was delighted to spot this planter on the platform.
Beach Sign, Bullfinch and A Poem
We need one of these on every beach.
The bird feeder has been busy. Look carefully at the second photo to see the departing Goldfinch.
The following poem, “I am very bothered” by Simon Armitage was one much enjoyed by the teenagers I used to teach. It touched something in them. Â I was pleased to hear that he is our new Poet Laureate.
I am very bothered when I think
of the bad things I have done in my life.
Not least that time in the chemistry lab
when I held a pair of scissors by the blades
and played the handles
in the naked lilac flame of the Bunsen burner;
then called your name, and handed them over.O the unrivalled stench of branded skin
as you slipped your thumb and middle finger in,
then couldn’t shake off the two burning rings. Marked,
the doctor said, for eternity.Don’t believe me, please, if I say
that was just my butterfingered way, at thirteen,
of asking you if you would marry me.
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New Mugs, New Glass and A Quilt
We have found the perfect place to keep our new mugs, bought from our potter friend in Open Studios week. Isn’t the turquoise colour  just gorgeous?
Last week I was sent some new earrings to use in my glass work and this is the piece that they inspired – purple, white and green, a Suffragette piece! 
I came across this quilt a few days ago and loved it. Just look at the work that has gone into it with words from Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol, a favourite song that we sing with my choirs.
Chasing Cars
We’ll do it all
Everything
On our ownWe don’t need
Anything
Or anyoneIf I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?I don’t quite know
How to say
How I feelThose three words
Are said too much
They’re not enoughIf I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that’s bursting into lifeLet’s waste time
Chasing cars
Around our headsI need your grace
To remind me
To find my ownIf I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me…
